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"  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  for  it  is  good  to  sing  praisea 
unto  our  God.  Sing  nnto  Mie  Lord  willi  thanksgiving; 
sing  praise  upon  the  harp  unto  our  God." — David. 

IVINETKKNTH    KDITIOJV. 


AMERICAN  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  UNION. 

VHU.JJDELPHM: 

NO,   148  CHESJVUT  street. 

1827. 

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ADVERTISEMENT. 


The  favourable  reception  given  to  the 
preceding  editions  of  the  Hymn  Book, 
by  the  friends  and  teachers  of  Sunday 
Schools,  has  induced  the  Committee  of 
Publication  to  stereotype  the  work,  that 
a  constant  supply  might  be  ensured  to  the 
great  and  increasing  demand.*  Before 
giving  to  it  such  a  permanent  character, 
they  conceived  it  their  duty  carefully  to 
revise  the  collection,  to  ascertain  if  any 
improvement  could  be  made  in  the  choice 
or  arrangement  of  the  Hymns ;  that  they 
might  be  presented  as  perfectly  adapted 
to  the  object  of  their  publication,  as  it 
was  in  the  power  of  the  Committee  to 
render  tliem.  Aware,  however,  of  the 
inconvenience  which  would  temporarily 


*  More  than  95,000  copies  have  been  soJ<l  from 
the  Depository. 


VI  ADVEIITISEMENT. 

result  from  alterations,  they  have  avoided 
any  changes,  but  such  as  were  considered 
absolutely  essential.  The  inconvenience 
felt  from  the  want  of  a  proper  arrange- 
ment of  subjects,  they  have  deemed  it 
necessary  to  obviate  by  an  entire  new 
classification  of  the  Hymns ;  but  as  they 
have  in  every  instance  attached  to  the 
new  number  the  corresponding  one  of  the 
old  collection,  in  small  figures,  they  hope 
little  or  no  inconvenience  will  be  felt  from 
this  cause.  Some  of  the  old  hymns  have 
been  omitted,  and  others  substituted  in 
their  place,  which  were  believed  to  be 
more  generally  useful. 

The  Committee  would  close  these  re- 
marks by  committing  this  little  work  to 
the  blessing  of  God,  with  their  earnest 
prayers,  that  he  would  make  it  the  in- 
strument of  promoting  ardent  and  cheer- 
ful piety  among  teachers  and  scholars, 
and  of  exciting  their  frequent  gratitude 
to  the  blessed  Redeemer, 

Philadclphiay  1826. 


THE 

SUNDAY  SCHOOL 

HYMN   BOOK. 

CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE 

HYMN     1.  (4)  S.  M, 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroatl, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing ; 
Jehovah  is  tlie  mighty  God, 

The  universal  king. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown, 

And  gave  the  seas  their  bound, 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  bis  jod  ; 
Come,  like  the  children  of  his  choie- 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 


Creation  and  Providence* 


2. 


(8)  CM. 

Come,  let  us  join  the  hosts  above. 
Now  in  our  youngest  days ; 

Remember  our  Creator's  love, 
And  lisp  our  Father's  praise. 

2  His  majesty  will  not  despise 

The  day  of  feeble  things; 
Grateful  the  songs  of  children  rise, 
And  please  the  King  of  kings. 

3  He  loves  to  be  remember'd  thus, 

And  honour'd  for  his  grace ; 
Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes  like  us, 
His  wisdom  perfects  praise. 

4  Glory  to  God,  and  praise,  and  pow'r, 

Honour  and  thanks  be  given  ! 
Children  and  cherubim  adore 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

3.  (15)  C.  M. 

Almighty  Fatlier!  gracious  Lord! 

Kind  guardian  of  my  days  ! 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 

In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 
Was  thy  indulgent  care. 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer 


Creation  and  Providence. 

3  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store ; 
But,  ah !  in  vain  my  lab'ring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

4  While  sweet  reflection  through  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace ; 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

5  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gi-acious  Lord ! 

For  favours  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 


4. 


(139)  CM. 

How  glorious  is  our  heavenly  king, 
Who  reigns  above  the  sky ! 

How  shall  a  child  presume  to  sing 
His  dreadful  majesty ! 

2  Not  angels  that  stand  round  the  Lord, 

Can  search  his  secret  will ; 
But  they  perform  his  heavenly  word, 
And  sing  his  praises  still. 

3  Then  let  me  join  this  holy  train, 

And  my  first  offerings  bring ; 
Tir  eternal  God  will  not  disdain 
To  hear  an  infant  sin^r. 


10       Creation  and  Providence, 

4  My  heart  resolves,  my  tongue  obeys. 
And  angels  shall  rejoice 
To  hear  their  mighty  Maker's  praise 
Sound  from  a  feeble  voice. 

5.(140)  CM. 

I  SING  th' almighty  power  of  God 
That  made  the  mountains  rise ; 

That  spread  the  lower  seas  abroad^ 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 

But  makes  thy  glories  known ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  arc  display'd 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye! 
II I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky ! 


6. 


(141)  CM. 


I  SING  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food; 
He  form'd  the  creatures  with  his  word, 

And  then  pronouncM  them  good. 


Creation  and  Providence.       1 1 

2  Creatures  (as  nnmVous  as  they  be) 

Are  sul^ject  to  thy  care  ! 
There's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee 
But  Gotl  is  present  ther?. 

3  In  heav'n  he  shines  with  beams  of  love, 

With  wrath  in  hell  beneath; 
'Tis  on  his  earth  1  stand  or  move, 
And  'tis  his  air  I  breathe. 

4  His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard. 

He  keeps  me  with  his  eye ; 
Why  should  I  then  forget  the  Iiord, 
Who  is  forever  nigh? 


7. 


(146)  S.  M. 


The  praises  of  my  tongue, 

I  offer  to  the  Lord, 
That  I  was  taught  and  learn 'd  so  young 

To  read  his  holy  word. 

2  That  I  am  brought  to  know 

The  danger  I  am  in, 
By  nature  and  by  practice  too, 
A  wretched  slave  to  sin, 

3  Great  God,  this  book  of  thine, 

Informs  me  whore  to  »o 
For  grace  to  pardon  nil  my  ain, 
Anil  make  me  hnly  too. 


12       Creation  and  Providence^ 

O  DKiy  thy  Spirit  teach, 

And  make  my  heart  receive, 
Those  truths  which  all  thy  servants  preach* 

And  all  thy  saints  believe. 

8.  (165)  CM. 

Almighty  Father,  heavenly  King ! 

Who  rul^st  the  world  above ; 
Accept  the  tribute  children  bring, 

Of  gratitude  and  love. 

2  To  thee,  each  morning,  when  we  rise, 

Our  early  vows  well  pay ; 
And  e'er  the  night  has  clos'd  our  eyes, 
We'll  thank  thee  for  the  day. 

3  Our  Saviour,  ever  good  and  kind. 

To  us  his  word  has  given ; 
That  children  such  as  we  may  find 
A  certain  path  to  heaven. 

4  Stretch  out,  O  Lord,  thy  gracious  hand, 

To  guide  our  erring  youth ; 

And  lead  us  to  that  blissful  land. 

Where  dwells  eternal  truth. 


9. 


(166)  S.  M. 


From  thee,  our  bounteous  God, 

We  every  good  receive ; 
Tliou  giv'st  us  clothing,  friends,  and  food, 

And  by  thy  grace  we  live. 


Creation  and  Providence. 

2  Thy  pitying  eye  beheld 

How  we  in  darkness  lay ; 
From  thee  this  institution  came, 
That  we  might  read  and  pray. 

3  O  let  us  greatly  prize 

These  kind  instructions  given ; 
For  now  we  read  thy  holy  book, 
That  guides  our  feet  to  heaven, 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  bless 

This  learning  to  our  good ; 
And  may  our  benefactors  find 
The  favour  of  their  God. 

5  May  we  and  they  at  last, 

At  thy  right  hand  appear ; 
And  when  Sie  toils  of  life  are  past, 
All  meet  in  glory  there. 


10. 


(185)  CM. 

I'll  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  j 
How  good  are  all  his  ways ! 

Ye  chiliken  come,  that  used  to  pray, 
Come,  sound  aloud  his  praise. 

2  Sing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 
How  a  poor  suff 'rer  cried. 
Nor  was  my  hope  expos'd  to  shame, 
Nor  was  my  suit  denied. 


1 1       Creation  and  Providence. 

3  I  told  the  Lord  my  sore  distress, 

With  heavygroans  and  tears ; 
He  gave  my  sharpest  torments  ease, 
And  silenc'd  all  my  fears. 

4  O  children,  come,  and  taste  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 


11 


CM. 

Almighty  God,  while  eartl^  and  heav'n 
Thy  pow'r  and  skill  proclaim, 

Wilt  thou  permit  a  child  to  sing 
The  honour  of  thy  namef 

2  The  early  dawn  of  op'ning  life 

Has  prov'd  thy  guardian  care ; 
And  may  I  through  my  future  years. 
Thy  grace  and  goodness  share. 

3  Now  may  I  give  myself  to  thee. 

And  in  thy  name  confide ; 
Most  gracious  God,  O  deign  to  be 
My  Father,  Fwind,  and  Guide. 


12. 


CM. 

Lord,  1  would  own  thy  tender  care, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
The  food  I  eat,  the  clothes  I  wear, 

Arp  nil  be?tow\l  by  thre. 


Creation  and  Providence.       15 

2  Tis  thou  preseivest  me  from  death, 

And  dangers  ev'ry  hour ; 
I  cannot  draw  another  breath, 
Unless  thou  give  the  pow'r 

3  My  health,  and  friends,  and  parents  dear. 

To  me  by  G  od  are  giv'n  ; 
I  have  not  any  blessing  here. 
But  what  is  sent  from  heav'n. 

4  Such  goodness,  Lord,  and  constant  care, 

A  child  can  ne'er  repay ; 
But  may  it  be  my  daily  prayer 
To  love  thee  and  obey. 


13.    (11)  L.M. 

From  all  feat  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  ev'ry  land  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Your  lofty  themes,  yc  mortals,  bring, 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing  ; 
The  great  salvation  louil  proclaim. 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name  1 


16       Creation  and  Providence, 

%  In  ev'ry  land  begin  the  song ; 
To  ev'ry  land  the  strains  belong ; 
A  cheerful  sound  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

14.  CM. 

O  Lord,  our  God,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name ! 
The  glories  of  thine  heav'nly  state 

Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 

The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky. 

Those  moving  worlds  of  light : 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

That  dwells  so  far  below. 
That  thou  shouldst  visit  him  witii  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so. 

4  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  state 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 


15. 


CM. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  Lord  to  prsdse, 
Whose  mercy  knows  no  end ; 

To  him  our  cheerful  voices  raise, 
Our  Father,  and  our  Friend, 


Redemption.  17 

2  In  tender  infancy,  his  care 

Preserv'd  our  lives  from  harm ; 
And  now  he  keeps  us  from  the  snare 
Of  sin's  deceitful  charm. 

3  He  gently  draws  our  minds  to  hear 

The  kind  instructions  given ; 
And  by  his  reverential  fear 
We  seek  the  way  to  heaven. 

4  He  gives  us  friends,  who  seek  our  good, 

And  strive  to  make  us  wise ; 
His  bounteous  hand  provides  our  food, 
And  all  our  wants  supplies. 

5  With  girateful  praise  we  will  proclaim 

The  mercies  of  our  God  : 
And  tell  of  all  his  wondrous  fame, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 


REDEMPTION. 

16.  (9)  CM. 

Pluno'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 

Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmVing  day. 


18  Redemption, 

2  With  pitying  eyes,  the  Prince  of  Grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  g^ef ; 
He  saw,  and  (O,  amazing  love !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
EnterVl  ffie  grave  in  mortal  flesh. 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  Iiills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 


17 


(14)  8,7,4. 


Mighty  God,  wliile  angels  bless  thee, 
May  an  infant  lisp  thy  name : 

Lord  of  men  as  well  as  angels. 
Thou  art  ev'ry  creature ""s  theme. 

Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord. 

2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation. 
Ancient  of  eternal  days. 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 
Be  Ihy  just  and  lawful  praise. 

'  '  'or  the  grimdeur  of  thy  nature. 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought, 
i  or  created  works  of  power, 

Works  witli  skill  and  kindness  wrought ; 


Redemption.  19 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs, 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain, 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow ; 
Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  through  brightness  Jill  along ; 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression, 
Who  can  sing  that  awful  song  ? 

6  Brightness  of  tliy  Father's  glory. 

Shall  thy  praise  unutler'd  lie  ? 
Fly  my  tongue  such  guilty  silence. 
Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

7  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming  ? 

Did  the  Shepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 
Shame  would  cover  me  ungrateful. 
Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise. 

8  From  the  highest  throne  of  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo ! 
For  such  love  to  guilty  captives, 
May  thy  praise  for  ever  flow. 

9  Rise,  ascend,  immortal  Saviour, 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  Ihronp  ; 
Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever, 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own. 


20  Redemption, 

18.  S.M. 

Hail,  gracious  heavenly  Prince, 

To  Thee  let  children  fly; 
And  on  thy  kindest  providence, 

O  may  we  all  rely. 

2  Jesus  will  take  the  young 

Beneath  his  special  care ; 
And  he  will  keep  their  youthful  days 
From  every  wo  and  snare. 

3  He  knows  their  tender  frame, 

Nor  will  their  youth  contemn ; 
For  he  a  little  child  became. 
To  love  and  pity  them. 

4  Nor  does  he  now  forget 

His  youthful  days  on  earth ; 
Nor  would  we  ever  cease  our  praise. 
For  the  Redeemer's  birth. 

19.  (2)  CM. 

Joy  to  the  world, — the  Loud  is  come ; 

Let  earth  receive  her  King, 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 

And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth, — the  Saviour  reigns; 
Let  children  songs  employ ! 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 


Redemption.  21 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


20. 


(3)  CM. 


Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  through  the  eartli  by  thousand  signs, 

By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design, 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
There  vengeance  and  compassion  join. 
In  their  divinest  forms. 

3  How  the  full  glories  of  the  liamb. 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  I 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song : 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart. 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 


Redemption. 


21. 


(10)  CM. 


Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne ; 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  '  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,'  they  cry, 

'  To  be  exalted  thus  I' 
'  Worthy  the  Lamb,'  our  lips  reply, 
'  For  he  was  slain  for  us.' 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sides, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas. 
Conspire  to  lift,  thy  glories  high. 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 


22. 


(132)  P.  M. 

Bj.ow  ye,  the  trumpet  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 

TiCtall  the  nnl ions  know, 
To  enrth's  remotest  bound  i 

The  yenr  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  yf  nmsom'd -dinners,  home. 


Redemptioji, 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  hia  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 

The  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought ; 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear. 

The  news  of  pard'ning  grace  ; 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near. 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


23. 


(134)  CM. 

O  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy. 
To  God  the  sov'reign  King ! 

Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  Iiymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascends  on  high, 
His  hcav'nly  guard.*?  around 
Attend  him  vising  tbi  ough  the  sky, 
With  trumpcf?  joyful  sound. 


24  Redemption, 

3  While  angels  shout,  and  praise  their  King 

Let  children  learn  their  strains ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound : 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 


24. 


(136)  L.  M. 


jEStrs  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
His  vast  successive  course  shall  run ! 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  ceaseless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  evening  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King : 
An;^els,  descend  with  songs  again. 
And  ciirth  repeat  the  loud  Ameno 


Redemption^  25 


25. 


(142)  C.xM. 

Blest  be  the  wisdom  and  the  power, 

The  justice  and  the  grace, 
That  join'd  in  counsel  to  restore 

And  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

2  Our  father  ate  forbidden  fruit, 

And  from  his  glory  fell ; 
And  we,  his  children,  thus  were  brought 
To  death  and  near  to  hell. 

3  Blest  be  the  Lord  that  sent  his  Son, 

To  take  our  flesh  and  blood ; 

He,  for  our  lives,  gave  up  his  own, 

To  make  our  peace  with  God. 

4  He  honour'd  all  his  Father's  laws, 

Which  we  had  disobey 'd ; 

He  bore  our  sins  upon  the  cross. 

And  our  full  ransom  paid. 


26. 


CM. 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay, 

Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heav'n  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 
And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  raiK 
And  strung  and  tunVl  the  l}Te, 


26  Redemption, 

3  Hark !  the  cherubic  armiea  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song ; 
Good- will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heav'nly  throng. 

4  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  for  ever  hail ! 

Redeemer — Brother — Friend ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  iail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 


21. 


CM. 

O  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise ! 

The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace ! 

2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  Look  unto  him,  ye  nations ;  own 

Your  God,  ye  fallen  race; 
Look,  and  be  sav'd  through  faitli  alone, 
Be  justify'd  by  grace. 


Gratitude,  27 

GRATITUDE. 


28. 


(7)  CM. 

WnEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  GoJ, 

My  rising  soul  surveys — 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ! 

2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustained, 

And  all  my  wants  rediest, 

When  in  the  silent  womb  I  luy, 

And  hung  upon  the  hrcast. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  tlioughts  ha<]  Icarut 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  Unnumbered  blessings  on  my  soul, 

Tliy  tender  care  bestow \l. 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whence  those  blessuigs  flow'd. 


29. 


(144)  CM. 

Whene'kr  I  take  my  walks  abroad. 

How  many  poor  I  sec ! 
What  shail  1  render  to  my  God 

For  all  his  gifts  to  me? 


28  Chratttude. 

2  While  some  poor  wretches  scarce  can  tell 

Where  they  may  lay  their  head, 
I  have  a  home  wherein  to  dwell. 
And  rest  upon  my  bed. 

3  While  others  early  learn  to  swear, 

And  curse,  and  lie,  and  steal, 
Lord,  I  am  taught  thy  name  to  fear. 
And  do  thy  holy  will. 

4  Pixe.  these  thy  favours  day  by  day, 

To  me  above  the  rest !  t 

Then  let  me  love  thee  more  than  they, 
And  try  to  serve  thee  best. 


30. 


(6)  L.M. 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  voice  I  raise. 
To  thee  my  youngest  hours  belong ; 
I  would  begin  my  life  with  praise. 
Till  growing  years  improve  the  song. 

2  'Tis  to  thy  sov'reign  grace  I  owe, 
That  1  was  bom  on  Christian  ground. 
Where  streams  of  heavenly  mercy  flow, 
And  words  of  sweet  salvation  sound. 

3  How  do  I  pity  those  that  dwell 
Where  ignorance  and  darkness  reign ; 
They  know  no  heaven,  they  fear  no  hell, 
Those  cuilesD  joys,  those,  endless  pains. 


Gratitude.  29 

4  Thy  praise  shall  still  employ  my  breath, 
Since  thou  hast  mark'd  my  way  to  heaven, 
Nor  will  I  run  the  road  to  death, 
And  waste  the  blessings  thou  hast  given. 


31 


(131)  CM. 

The  soul  untaught  is  dark  as  night, 
Where  every  evil  dwells ; 

All  hail  instruction's  sacred  light, 
Which  all  this  night  dispels. 

2  Our  Sabbaths  once  in  vain  we  spent. 

Neglected  and  unblest : 
But  now  the  house  of  prayer  frequent, 
To  keep  the  sacred  rest. 

3  Jesus  invites  young  children  near, 

O  may  we  straight  obey  I 
Give  us,  O  Lord,  th'  attentive  ear, 
And  teach  our  hearts  to  pray. 


32. 


(129)  CM. 

Our  feeble  voices,  Lord,  wc  raise. 
Before  thy  gracious  throne ; 

O !  tune  our  hearts  to  sing  thy  praise, 
For  all  thy  mercies  shown. 

Thy  watchful  eye,  thy  guardian  hand, 

Suppoib  U3  every  hour ; 
■^ncl  in  thy  house  thif  dav  "'    *    "■ 

Thy  gr.oflness  to  adore 


30  Prayer, 

3  Incline  uur  hearts  to  seek  thy  fece, 
The  Saviour's  name  to  love ; 
And  form  us  by  almighty  grace, 
For  nobler  praise  above. 


PRAYER. 


33. 


(20)  L.M. 

Great  God,  behold,  before  thy  throne, 
A  band  of  children  lowly  bend ; 
Thy  face  we  seek,  thy  name  we  own. 
And  pray  that  thou  wilt  be  our  friend. 

'2  Thy  Holy  Spirit's  aid  impart, 
That  he  may  teach  us  how  to  pray ; 
Make  us  sincere,  and  let  each  heart 
Delight  to  tread  i»i  wisdom's  way. 

\i  O  lei  thy  grace  our  souls  renew. 
And  seal  a  sense  of  pardon  there  ; 
Teach  us  thy  will  to  know  and  do, 
And  let  us  all  thy  image  bear. 


34. 


(10)  7's. 

LoRD,wc  come  before  thee  now. 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
O !  do  not  our  suit  disdain. 
Shall  wc  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 


Prayer. 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion  now  descend ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee, — here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 

.  Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 


35. 


(17)  CM. 

O  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood 

So  freely  spilt  for  me  ! 

2  A  heart  resignVl,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renew'd. 

And  full  of  love  divine ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  ami  ^ood, 
A  copy.  Lord,  of  thine ! 


S2  Prayer,    , 

36.  (18)  L.M. 

I  ASK  not  wealth,  nor  pomp»nor  powV, 
Nor  the  vain  pleasures  of  an  hour ; 
My  soul  aspires  to  nobler  things, 
Than  all  the  pride  and  state  of  kings. 

2  One  thing  I  ask,  and  wilt  thou  hear, 
And  grant  my  soul  a  gift  so  c'.ear. 
Wisdom,  descending  from  above, 
The  choicest  token  of  thy  love. 

3  Wisdom,  betimes  to  know  the  Lord, 
To  fear  his  name  and  keep  his  Word, 
To  lead  my  feet  in  paths  of  truth, 

And  guide  and  guard  my  wand'ring  youth. 

37.  (21)  7's. 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer ; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  king, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring : 
For  his  grace  and  pow'r  are  such. 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  sov'reigji  right  maintain, 
Ami  without  a  rival  reion. 


Prayer.  93 


38. 


(22)  CM 

I  WANT  a  principle  within, 

Of  jealous  godly  fear ; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 

2  That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve  : 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 

The  tender  conscience  give* 

3  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  conscience  make ; 
Awake  my  soul  when,  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

1 4  O  may  the  least  omission  pain 
My  well-instructed  soul ; 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again. 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 


39. 


(23)  CM. 

Gbeat  God,  my  sinful  heart  control, 

Fpom  bondage  set  me  free ; 
Letsov'reign  giace  new  mould  my  heart. 

And  form  its  powers  for  thee. 

2  In  wisdom's  path  direct  my  feet, 
'Tis  a  delightful  way ; 
And  if  new  trials  I  should  meet, 
Renewed  strength  convey 


\ 

S4  Prayer. 

3  Upright  and  just  be  all  my  views. 
My  thoughts  and  words  sincere ; 
Sti-ict  holiness  my  fixed  choice, 
And  sin  my  constant  fear. 


40. 


(24)  8,7. 

Teacher,  guide  of  young  beginners, 

Let  a  child  approach  to  thee  ; 
Thee,  who  cam'st  to  ransom  sinners. 

Thee,  who  diedst  to  ransom  me. 
Into  thy  protection  take  me, 

Full  of  goodness  as  thou  art, 
After  thine  own  image  make  me. 

Make  me  after  thine  own  heart. 

2  Exercise  the  potter's  power 

Over  this  unshapen  clay  ; 
Call  me  in  the  morning  hour  ; 

Teach  my  youthful  mind  the  way. 
With  a  tender  awe  inspire, 

That  I  never  more  may  rove : 
The  faint  spark  of  good  desire 

Blow  into  a  flame  of  love. 


41 


(25)  C.  M. 

Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 

To  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes ; 
Teach  and  instruct  me  by  thy  word, 

And  make  me  trulv  wise. 


Prayer,  S5 

2  Make  me  to  know  and  understand 
Thy  whole  revealed  will ; 
Fain  would  I  learn  to  comprehend 
Thy  love  more  clearly  still. 
2  Help  me  to  read  this  volume  o'er, 
With  new  and  fresh  delight : 
Help  me  to  love  its  author  more ; 
To  seek  thee  day  and  night. 
4  O  let  it  purify  my  heart, 

And  guide  me  all  my  days ; 
Its  wonders,  Lord,  to  me  impart, 
And  thou  shalt  have  the  praise. 


42. 


(27)  8,8,6. 

Our  Father,  whose  eternal  sway 
The  bright  angelic  hosts  obey, 

O  lend  a  pitying  ear ! 
When  on  thy  awful  name  we  call. 
And  at  thy  feet  submissive  fall, 

O  condescend  to  hear  I 

2  Far  may  thy  glorious  reign  extend, 
May  rebels  to  thy  sceptre  bend. 

And  yield  to  sov'reign  love ! 
May  we  take  pleasure  to  fulfil 
The  sacred  dictates  of  thy  will. 

As  angels  do  above  1 

3  From  thy  kind  hand  each  tempVal  good, 
Our  raiment  and  our  daily  food, 

In  rich  abundance  come : 


436  Prayer. 

TiOrd,  give  us  still  a  fresh  supply ! 
If  thou  withhold  thy  hand,  we  die, 
And  fill  the  silent  tomb. 

4  Pardon  our  sins,  O  God,  that  rise, 
And  call  for  vengeance  from  tlie  skies ; 

And  while  we  are  forgiven, 
Grant  that  revenge  may  never  rest. 
And  malice  harbour  in  that  breast 

That  feels  the  love  of  heaven. 

5  Protect  us  in  the  dangerous  hour. 
And  fi-om  the  wily  tempter's  power 

O  set  our  spirits  free ! 
And  if  temptations  should  assail. 
May  mighty  grace  o'er  all  prevail. 

And  lead  our  hearts  to  thee  I 

6  Thine  is  the  power ;  to  thee  belongs 
The  constant  tribute  of  our  songs ; 

All  glory  to  thy  name ! 
Let  every  creature  join  our  lays. 
In  one  resounding  act  of  praise. 

Thy  wonders  to  proclaim ! 


43. 


8,7. 


Jestts,  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
Friend  of  children,  hear  our  lays ; 

Humbly  would  our  souls  adore  thee. 
Sing  thy  name  in  hymns  of  praise. 


Prayer.  37 

2  O  what  debtors  to  thy  kindness 

Are  we,  God  of  boundless  love ; 
Thousands  wander  on  in  blindness, 
Strangers  to  the  light  above. 

3  But  'tis  ours  to  read  the  pages. 

Where  the  rays  of  glory  glow ; 
And,  through  everlasting  ages, 
We  aspire  its  bliSs  to  know.   " 

4  Jesus,  on  thine  arm  relying. 

We  would  tread  this  earthly  vale  ; 
Be  our  life,  when  we  are  dying — 

Be  our  strength,  when  strength  shall  fail 


44. 


(28)  L.  M. 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  ; 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

2  Depend  on  Christ,  thou  canst  not  fail ; 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known ; 
Fear  not, — his  merits  must  prevail : 
Ask  what  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  done. 


45. 


(29)  C.  M. 

Lord,  I  confess  before  thy  face. 

How  wicked  I  have  been  : 
Look  down  from  heav'n,  thy  dwelling  place^ 

And  pardon  this  my  sin. 


38  Prayer, 

2  Forgive  my  temper,  Lord,  I  pray — 

My  passion,  and  my  pride ; 
The  wicked  words  I  dar'd  to  say. 
And  wicked  thoughts  beside. 

3  For  Jesus'  sake  forgive  my  crime, 

And  change  this  stubborn  heart ; 
And  grant  me  gi*ace  another  time, 
To  act  a  better  part. 


46. 


(30)  CM. 

Lord,  we  address  thy  heavenly  throne, 
Call  us  poor  children  thine ; 

Oh !  hear  us  when  we  pray  to  thee, 
And  form  our  hearts  divine. 

2  Give  us  an  humble,  active  mind, 

From  sloth  and  folly  free : 
Give  us  a  cheei-ful  heart,  inclin'd 
To  truth  and  piety. 

3  A  failhful  memory  bestow ; 

With  useful  learning  store ; 
And  still,  O  Lord,  as  more  we  know. 
May  we  obey  thee  more. 


47. 


(35)  L.M. 

Assembled  in  our  school  once  more, 
O  Lord,  thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
We  mfcet  to  read,  and  sing,  and  pray. 
Be  with  us  then  through  this  thy  day. 


Prayer. 

2  Our  fervent  prayer  to  thee  ascend 

For  parents,  teachers,  foes,  and  fric^uls  \ 
And  when  we  in  thy  house  appear, 
Help  us  to  worship  in  thy  fear. 

3  When  we  on  earth  shall  meet  no  mor^^ 
May  we  above  to  glory  soar ; 

And  praise  thee  in  more  lofty  strains. 
Where  one  eternal  Sabbath  rei^Tis. 


48. 


(57)  C.  M. 


And  worship  near  thy  throne ; 
Thou  art  our  Saviour,  thou  our  King, 
O  send  thy  blessing  down. 

2  Hast  thou  not  said,  "  let  children  come  ? 

'Tis  here  thy  people  meet ; 
And  we  have  learnt  there  still  is  room, 
We  bow  beneath  thy  feet. 

3  To  thee  we  give  this  sacred  hour. 

In  thee  our  souls  confide  ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  power, 
Our  feet  shall  never  slide. 


49. 


(80)  L.  M. 

CoMJE,  gracious  Spirit,  source  of  love. 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thouo-ht  and  step  preside. 


40  Prayer, 

2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  sin  and  hurtful  snare ; 
Lead  to  thy  word,  that  rules  must  give, 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display. 

And  make  us  know  and  love  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  witli  God; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 


50. 


(89)  S.  M. 

Creator,  Saviour,  God, 
We  raise  our  heaits  to  thee ; 

And,  resting  on  thy  faithful  word. 
We  bend  our  suppliant  knee. 

2  Oh !  deign  to  hear  our  prayer, 

And  save  the  youthful  race ; 
Convert  the  children  of  our  care, 
By  thine  almighty  grace. 

3  Oh  \  guide  their  roving  feet, 

In  paths  of  truth  divine ; 
May  rays  of  heavenly  glory  sweet, 
Around  their  footsteps  shine. 


Prayer,  41 


51. 


(118)  CM. 

O  Lord,  forgive  a  sinful  child, 
Whose  heart  is  all  unclean  • 

How  base  ana  I,  and  all  defil'd 
By  the  vile  work  of  sin. 

2  How  justly  might  thine  anger  rise, 

And  sink  me  down  to  hell, 
To  feel  the  ^orm  that  never  dies, 
In  endless  flames  to  dwell. 

3  O  change  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 

And  make  me  pure  within ; 
Still  manifest  thy  love  divine. 
And  save  me  from  my  sin. 

4  Then  shall  I  make  redeeming  love 

My  daily,  hourly  song; 
And  joys,  like  theirs  who  sing  above, 
Shall  tune  an  infant's  tongue. 


52. 


(160)  CM. 

Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray; 

Thy  grace  betimes  impart ; 
And  grant  thy  Holy  Spirit  may 

Renew  my  sinful  heart. 

A  fallen  creature  I  was  born. 
And  from  the  birth  I  stray'd  : 

I  must  be  wretched,  and  forlorn, 
\Vitliout  thy  mercy's  aid. 


42  Prctyer, 

3  But  Christ  can  all  my  sins  forgive, 

And  wash  away  their  stain ; 

Can  fit  my  soul  with  him  to  live, 

And  in  his  kingdom  reign. 

4  To  him  let  little  children  come, 

For  he  hath  said  they  may ; 
His  bosom  then  shall  be  their  home. 
Their  tears  he'll  wipe  away. 

5  For  all  who  early  seek  his  face, 

Shall  surely  taste  his  love ; 
Jesus  shall  guide  tbem  by  his  grace. 
And  dwell  with  them  above. 


53. 


(175)  CM. 

O  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 

To  keep  his  statutes  still  I 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 

To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  O  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit. 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word. 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

4  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands ; 

'Tis  a  delightful  road ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 


Prayer,  43 


54. 


(182)  L.  M. 


Show  pity,  Lord — O  Lord,  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  donH  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound. 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess. 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 

And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Loid, 
"Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there. 
Some  sure  ?up\)oii  agfainst  despair. 


44  The  Scriptures. 

55.    (168)     '      CM. 

When  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray, 

As  I  am  taught  to  do, 
God  does  not  care  for  what  I  say. 

Unless  Ifed  it  too. 

2  Yet  foolish  thoughts  my  heart  beguile ; 

And  when  I  pray,  or  sing, 
I'm  often  thinking,  all  the  while, 
About  some  other  thing. 

3  O  '  let  me  never,  never  dare 

To  act  a  trifler's  part. 
Or  think  that  God  will  hear  a  prayer 
That  comes  not  from  the  heart. 

4  But  if  I  make  his  ways  my  choice. 

As  holy  children  do. 
Then,  while  I  seek  him  with  my  voice, 
""My  heart  will  love  him  too. 


THE  SCRIPTURES. 


56. 


(133)  CM. 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

To  form  one  perfect  book  : 
Great  God  I  if  once  compared  with  thine, 

How  mean  their  writings  look  I 


Tlie  Scriptures.  45 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave, 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


57 


(119)  CM. 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine. 

By  inspiration  given  I 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 

To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


58. 


(120)  CM. 

Father  of  mercies',  in  tliy  word 
"What  endless  glory  shines  I 

For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd. 
For  these  celestial  lines  ! 


46  The  Scriptures, 

2  O  may  these  heavenly  pag^es  be 
My  ever  deer  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  se* 
And  still  increasing  light. 


Be  thou  for  ever  near : 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


59. 


(5)  L.  M. 


Let  us  unite  to  bless  the  Lord, 
That  we  are  taught  to  read  his  word — 
To  walk  in  wisdom's  pleasant  ways. 
And  seek  his  grace,  and  sing  his  praise. 

2  While  wicked  boys  and  girls  we  meet. 
Breaking  the  Sabbath  in  the  street, 
Mispending  all  that  holy  day 

In  foolish  talk  or  idle  play; 

3  We,  to  thy  sacred  house  of  prayer, 
With  gratitude  would  oft  repair, 

T'  adore  thy  name,  and  seek  thy  face. 
And  hear  the  messages  of  grace. 

4  The  truths  thy  gospel,  Lord,  imparts, 
Apply  with  power  to  all  our  hearts ; 
Whilst  tliou  art  calling,  make  us  hear. 
And  worship  thee  with  holy  fear. 


The  Scriptures.  47 

60.    (145)  CM.    , 

Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise, 

On  all  thy  works  I  look  ; 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  pow^er  and  grace,    . 

Shine  brighter  in  thy  book. 

2  Lord, make  me  understand  thy  law; 

Show  what  my  Taults  have  been  ; 
And  from  the  gospel  let  me  draw 
Pardon  for  all  my  sin. 

3  Here  I  would  learn  how  Christ  has  died 

To  save  my  soul  from  hell : 
Not  all  the  books  on  earth  beside, 
Such  heavenly  wonders  tell. 

4  Then  let  me  love  my  Bible  more, 

And  take  a  fresh  delight 
By  day  to  read  these  wonders  o'er, 
And  meditate  by  night. 

61.  C.  M. 

This  is  the  field,  where  hidden  lies 
The  Pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 

Those  children  are  divinely  wise. 
Who  make  that  Pearl  their  own. 

2  Here  consecrated  water  flows. 
To  quench  our  thirst  of  sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  dansrer  dwells  therein. 


48  The  Scriptures, 

3  Tills  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strifo, 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail ; 
Our  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

4  O  :  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

Our  roving  feet  command ; 
Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  road, 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

6^.  CM. 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 

Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts. 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  oace  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find. 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heav'nly  light, 
^     That  guides  us  all  the  day ; 

And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth ; 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  1 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


Worship,  49 


63. 


(159)  7'3. 

Holy  Bible !  book  divine  ! 
Precious  treasure !  thou  art  mine  1 
Mine,  to  tell  me  whence  I  came  ; 
Mine,  to  teach  me  what  I  am. 

2  Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove ; 
Mine,  to  show  a  Saviour's  love ; 
Mine  art  thou  to  guide  my  feet, 
Mine  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 

3  Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
Ifthe  Holy  Spirit  bless; 
Mine,  to  show  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death. 

4  Mine,  to  tell  of  joys  to  come. 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom  : 
O  thou  precious  book  divine  1 
Precious  treasure  I  thou  art  mine. 


WORSHIP. 


64. 


(106)  S.M. 

Lord,  fix  our  wandering  thoughts 
Thy  sacred  word  to  hear, 

With  deep  attention  and  with  love, 
With  reverence  and  with  fear. 


50  Worship, 

2  Let  ufl  remember  still, 

That  God  is  present  here ; 
And  let  our  hearts  be  all  engag'd, 
When  we  draw  near  in  prayer. 

3  And  when  the  humble  notes 

Of  praise  our  lips  employ, 
Give  us  to  taste  the  sweet  delight 
^Vliich  saints  in  heaven  enjoy. 

4  O  !  may  thy  sacred  word 

Sink  deep  in  every  breast ; 
And  let  us  all  by  grace  be  brought 
To  Christ,  the  promised  rest. 


65. 


(167)  L.M. 


In  God's  own  house  for  me  to  play, 
While  Christians  meet  to  hear  and  pray. 
Is  to  profane  his  holy  place. 
And  tempt  th'  Almighty  to  his  face. 

2  When  angels  bow  before  the  Lord, 
And  devils  tremble  at  his  word, 
Shall  I,  a  feeble  mortal,  dare 

To  mock,  and  sport,  and  trifle  there  ? 

3  Great  God,  compassionate  and  mild, 
Forgive  the  follies  of.  a  child ; 

Teach  me  to  pray  and  mind  thy  word. 
That  I  may  learn  to  serve  the  Lord. 


Worship.  51 


66. 


(164)         C.  M. 

OircB  more  we  keep  the  sacred  day, 

Tljat  saw  the  Saviour  rise ; 
Once  more  we  tune  our  infant  song, 

To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  What  numbers  vainly  spend  these  hours, 

That  are  to  Jesus  due : 
Children  and  parents,  how  they  live ! 
And  how  they  perish  too ! 

3  But  we,  a  happier  few,  are  taught 

The  better  paths  of  truth ; 
We  hail,  once  more,  the  plan  of  love, 
That  pities  wandering  youth. 

4  Teach  us  thy  way,  while  here  we  learn 

To  read  thy  holy  word ; 
Bless  all  the  kind  instructions  given, 
And  make  us  thine,  O  Lord. 


67, 


(179)  L.M. 

Whew  to  the  house  of  God  we  go. 
To  hear  his  word,  and  sing  his  love, 

We  ought  to  worship  him  below. 
As  saints  and  angels  do  above. 

2  But  God  is  present  every  where. 

And  watches  all  our  thoughts  and  ways 
He  marks  who  liumbly  join  in  prayet 
And  who  sincerely  sing  his  praise 


52  Lord's  Day. 

3  The  triflers,  too,  his  eye  can  see, 

Who  only  seem  to  take  a  part ; 
They  move  the  lip,  and  bend  the  knee, 
But  do  not  seek  him  with  the  he&rt. 

4  O  may  we  never  trifle  so, 

Nor  lose  the  days  our  God  has  given ; 
But  learn,  by  Sabbaths  here  below, 
To  spend  eternity  in  heaven  I 


LORD'S  DAY. 


68. 


(48)  CM. 


This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made^ 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 

Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread. 

And  all  his  wonders  tell. 


To  David's  holy  son ; 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 


Lord^s  Day.  53 


69. 


(45)  CM.    ' 

Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord, 
In  hymns  around  the  throne  ; 

This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  call'd  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 

The  brightest  of  the  seven  ; 
Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on. 

And  hasten  to  that  day. 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 
And  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 

Let  us  in  hymns  employ ; 
And  in  our  Lord  rejoicing  go 
To  his  eternal  joy. 


70. 


(47)  CM. 

Almighty  God !  around  thy  throne 

Adoring  angels  bow, — 
Thou  art  our  Maker,  and  we'll  own 

A  God  and  Father  too. 

2  Hail !  happy  day,  which  gave  us  birth, 
But  hail  that  happier  day. 
That  brought  salvation  to  the  earth, 
And  taught  our  souls  to  pray  I 


54  Lord's  Day. 

3  Hail !  this  blest  Sabbath,  ever  hail 
The  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
The  sacred  chorus  we  will  swell, 
All  hail !  for  ever  blest. 

71.  (50)  CM. 

This  is  the  day  when  Christ  arose 

So  early  from  the  dead ; 
Why  should  I  keep  my  eyelids  dos'd, 

And  waste  my  hours  in  bed? 

2  This  is  the  day  when  Jesus  broke 

The  powers  of  death  and  hell ; 
And  shall  I  still  wear  Satan's  yoke, 
And  love  my  sins  so  weU? 

3  To-day,  with  pleasure,  Christiani  meet, 

To  pray,  and  hear  the  word : 
And  I  will  go  with  cheerful  feet, 
To  learn  thy  wiU,  O  Lord. 

12.   (52)  L.M. 

Thus  far  we're  spar'd  again  to  meet, 
Before  Jehovah's  mercy  seat, 
To  seek  his  face,  to  praise  and  pray. 
And  bail  another  Sabbath-day. 

2  Let  every  tongue  its  silence  break. 
Let  every  tongue  his  goodness  speak, 
Who  deigns  his  glory  to  display. 
On  eaoh  returning  Sabbath-day. 


Lord's  Day.  55 

3  Through  the  last  week  what  have  we  done  f 
Yea,  what  since  the  last  setting  sun?   ' 
But  grace  prevails,  and  here  we  pay 
The  tribute  of  a  Sabbath-day. 

73.  (60)  L.M. 

The  clock  has  struck,  1  cannot  stay, 

0  I  let  me  rise  and  haste  away ; 

I'll  quit  my  bed,  and  leave  my  home. 
The  hour  of  school  at  length  is  come. 

2  I  would  be  there  when  prayer  begins. 
To  seek  the  pardon  of  my  sins ; 

I'd  ask  the  favour  of  the  Lord, 
And  pray  to  understand  his  word. 

3  Oh,  shall  my  teachers  wait  in  vain. 
While  my  neglect  must  give  them  pain  ? 
No ;  let  me  rather  strive  to  be 

First  of  their  little  family. 

4  These  Sabbath-days  will  soon  be  o'er, 
And  I  shall  go  to  school  no  more ; 

1  would  not,  then,  endure  the  pain 
Of  having  spent  my  time  in  vain. 


74 


(91)  L.M. 

I  FAIN  would  love  the  day  of  rest, 
Would  still  esteem  this  day  the  beat, 
But  oft,  alas !  I've  need  to  say, 
"  How  bnrren  is  my  soul  to-day  1" 


56  Lord^s  Day. 

2  True — I  frequent  the  house  of  prayer, 
I  go  and  sit  with  others  there ; 

I  hear,  and  sing,  and  seem  to  pray. 
But  oft  my  mind  is  call'd  away. 

3  I  fain  would  see  the  Saviour  near, 

Of  him  would  think,  and  speak,  and  hear- 
But  vain  and  sinful  thoughts  intrude, 
And  draw  my  soul  from  what  is  good. 

4  Redeem'd  from  earth  by  Jesus'  blood, 
I  fain  would  give  the  day  to  God ; 
But  seldom  to  my  purpose  true, 

'Tis  mine  to  plan,  but  not  to  do. 

5  Of  sinners,  Lord,  I  am  the  chief; 

O  bring  thy  worthless  worm  relief- 
Revive  thy  work  within  my  soul, 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  powers  controL 


75. 


(58)  7's.. 

See  !  another  week  is  gone  ! 

Quickly  have  the  minutes  past ; 
This  we  enter  now  upon, 

Will  to  many  prove  their  last. 
/  /f  ercy  hitherto  has  spar'd. 

But,  have  mercies  been  improv'd.' 
Let  us  ask,  am  I  prepar'd, 

Should  I  be  this  week  remov'd? 
Some  we  now  no  longer  see, 

Who  their  mortal  race  have  run, 
Soem'd  as  fair  for  life  as  we. 

When  the  former  week  begun. 


Lord's  Day.  57 

While  we  pray,  and  while  we  hear, 
Help  us,  Lord,  each  one  to  think. 

Vast  eternity  is  near, 

I  am  standing  on  the  brink. 

76.    (65)  L.M. 

We've  pass'd  another  Sabbath  day, 
And  heard  of  Jesus  and  of  heaven  ; 

We  thank  thee  for  thy  word,  and  pray 
That  this  day's  sins  may  be  forgiven. 

2  May  all  we  heard  and  understood, 

Be  well  remember'd  through  the  week, 
And  help  to  make  us  wise  and  good, 
More  humble,  diligent,  and  meek. 

3  Bless  our  good  minister,  we  pray, 

Who  loves  to  see  a  child  attend. 
And  let  us  honoiir  and  obey 

The  words  of  such  a  holy  friend. 

4  So  when  our  lives  are  finish'd  here, 

And  days  and  Sabbaths  shall  be  o'er, 
May  we  along  with  him  appear. 
To  serve  and  loVe  thee  evermore. 


77. 


(158)  L.  M. 

Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  I 
At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray, 
Tb«y  hear  of  heaven  and  learn  the  way 


58  L^rd^s  Day, 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go ; 
'Tis  like  a  little  heaven  below ; 

Not  all  my  pleasures  and  my  play, 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

3  O  write  upon  ray  mem'ry,  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrine  of  thy  word ; 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ  and  things  divine, 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine ; 

That,  hoping  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down,  and  wake  with  God. 


78. 


CM 

When,  O  my  Saviour !  when  shall  I 

Behold  thee  all  serene  ; 
Blest  in  perpetual  Sabbath-day, 

Without  a  veil  between  ? 

Assist  me  while  I  wander  here. 

Amidst  a  world  of  cares ; 
Incline  my  heart  to  piay  with  love, 

And  then  accept  my  prayers. 

Thy  Spirit,  O  my  Father,  give. 
To  be  my  guide  and  friend, 

To  light  my  path  to  ceaseless  joys. 
To  Sabbaths  without  end 


Morning  and  Evening.        59 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 


79. 


(49)  S.  M. 

AwAK£  I  my  heart,  awake  I 
Thy  gracious  God  to  praise, 

Who  condescends  such  care  to  take, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

2  While  some  have  pass'd  the  night 

In  restlessness  and  pain, 
I  rise  in  health  t'  enjoy  the  light. 
And  seek  the  Lord  again. 

3  This  day  will  many  die  I 

This  hour  what  numbers  go ! 
What  if  my  soul  be  call'd  to  fly. 
And  I  that  change  should  know  ^ 

4  Lord,  come  and  be  my  guide 

Through  tliis  uncertain  space, 
Keep  me  forever  near  thy  side. 
Oh,  grant  a  child  thy  grace. 


80. 


CM. 

Lord  '.  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer. 

To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye : 


60        Morning  and  Evening. 

2  Up  to  the  hills,  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints ; 
Presenting,  at  his  Father's  throne, 
Their  songs  and  their  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight. 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight. 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

81.    (53)  L.M. 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,«and  early  rise. 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Glory  to  Thee,  who  safe  has  kept, 
And  hast  refresh'd  me  while  I  slept ; 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
[  may  of  eudless  life  partake. 

3  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  spring  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

4  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day. 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  tlieir  might. 
In  thy  bole  glory  may  unite. 


Morning  and  Evening,        61 

82.  (54)  L.M.     . 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early-dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
4nd  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command ; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand. 
Demand  perpetu^  songs  of  praise. 

83.  (157)  CM 

And  now  another  day  is  gone, 

I'll  sing  my  Maker's  praise ; 
My  comforts  every  hour  make  known, 

His  providence  and  grace. 

2  But  how  my  childhood  runs  to  waste ! 

My  sins,  how  great  their  sum '. 

Lord,  give  me  pardon  for  the  past. 

And  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Let  angeJs  guard  my  head ; 
And,  through  the  hours  of  darkness,  keep 
Their  watch  around  my  bed. 


62      Opening  and  Closing  Year. 

4  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  mine  eyes, 
Since  thou  wilt  not  remove ; 
And,  in  the  morning,  let  me  rise, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  YEAR. 


84 


CM. 


Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrovir  bounds 

Of  the  revolving  year ! 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  rounds ! 

How  short  tlie  months  appear  • 

?  Eternity  comes  quickly  on. 
And  that  important  day. 
When  all,  which  mortal  life  has  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Waken,  O  God !  my  languid  heart, 

Its  great  concern  to  see ; 
Lead  me  to  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

4  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise, 
And  they  shall  bear  my  weary  soul 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 


opening  and  Closing  Year.     6f 

85.  (16)  L.M. 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  which,  supported  still,  we  stand : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad. 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd. 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 

86.  (33)  L.M. 

When  all  my  follies  I  recount, 
I  tremble  at  the  great  amount ! 
In  judgment,  think  on  mercy.  Lord, 
And  still  thy  sparing  grace  afbrd. 

2  Jesus,  the  great  redeeming  God, 
Prevails  by  his  atoning  blood : 
And  now  another  year  I  see. 
And  mercy  still  extends  to  me ! 

3  To  thee,  my  God,  my  voice  I'll  raise, 
In  humble  songs  recor.d  thy  praise. 
While  I  survey  thy  gracious  store, 

My  heart  shall  love  and  praise  thee  more. 


64      Opening  and  Closing  Fear, 

S.  M. 


87. 


Another  fleeting  year 

Has  fled  and  past  away, 
Since  we  were  taught  to  worship  here, 

On  this  most  holy  day. 

2  Years  hurry  quickly  by, 

And  we  are  fading  too ; 
And  soon  the  year  when  we  shall  die. 
Will  come  upon  our  view. 

3  If  we  are  ready  then, 

For  lis  it  will  be  well ; 
Remov'd  from  this  low  earth  of  pain, 
With  God  in  heaven  to  dwell. 

4  But  if  we  spurn  at  all, 

Then  each  departing  year, 
Dreaded  by  us,  will  be  the  call 
Of  death  and  judgment  near. 


88. 


CM. 

While,  through  another  rolling  year, 

The  care  of  God  we  trace  ; 
What  bounties  of  his  hand  have  crown'd 

Each  moment  of  its  space  I 

2  His  mercy  loads  each  passing  hour. 
With  some  new  mark  of  good ; 
And  gives  us,  as  our  wants  return, 
Our  home,  and  clothes,  and  food. 


opening  and  Closing  Year.     65 

3  Our  lives,  our  health,  and  all  we  have, 

Our  parents,  and  our  friends, 
?     Are  all  among  the  bounteous  store 
Of  blessings  that  he  sends. 

>4  Yet  the  rich  treasures  of  his  grace 
"         Are  better  far  than  they  ; 
O  let  us,  from  our  inmost  hearts, 
For  these  best  blessings  pray. 


89. 


CM. 


This  year  is  hastening  away, 
The  hours  are  closing  fast ; 

My  heart,  alas !  has  much  to  say 
About  the  time  that's  past. 

2  How  oft  I've  risen  from  my  bed, 
j         And  not  remember'd  prayer ; 

I     Or  if  a  something  I  have  said. 

My  thoughts  have  been  elsewhere. 

3  111  temper,  passions,  hateful  pride. 

Have  griev'd  my  friends  and  Thee  ] 
And  seldom  I've  sincerely  tried. 
Gentle,  and  good  to  be. 

4  But,  Lord,  thou  hast  already  known 

More  of  my  guilt  than  I ; 
There's  not  a  fault  that  I  can  ow«« 
Ton  small  for  Coil  to  sjiy 

(.; 


56  For  Teachers. 

FOR  TEACHERS. 


90, 


(68)  C.  M. 

Mercy,  descending  from  above, 
In  softest  accents  pleads ;  ,, 

Oh,  may  each  tender  bosom  move, 
When  mercy  intercedes. 

2  Be  ours  the  bliss,  in  Wisdom's  way. 

To  guide  untutor'd  youth ; 
And  lead  the  mind  that  went  astray. 
To  piety  and  truth. 

3  Children  our  kind  proteC'tion  claim — 

And  God  will  well  approve. 
When  infants  learn  to  praise  his  name* 
And  their  Creator  love. 

4  Almighty  God !  thine  influence  shed 

To  aid  this  good  design  ; 
Tlie  honours  of  thy  name  be  spread. 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 


91. 


(70)  S.  M. 


Descend,  O  God  of  love  I 
And  bless  our  kind  design ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above. 
And  make  these  children  thine. 


Ibr  Teachers.  67 


2  O  what  a  vast  delight, 
Their  happiness  to  see-i 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 


92. 


(73)  CM. 

Almighty  Fafher !  God  of  love ! 

Our  supplications  hear. 
Attend  in  mercy  from  above, 

To  our  united  prayer. 

2  For  blessings  on  the  rising  race, 

We  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
May  th£  rich  influence  of  thy  grace, 
Our  feeble  efforts  own. 

3  More  of  thy  grace  may  teachers  know. 

Thy  Spirit's  aid  impart ; 
Much  patience,  love,  and  zeal  bestow, 
To  stimulate  each  heart. 

4  O  let  us  not  to  children  tell 

The  road  that  leads  to  heaven. 
And  be  ourselves  thrust  down  to  hell, 
Where  mercy's  never  given. 


93. 


(74)  L.  M. 

G  CD  from  his  high  and  lofty  throne, 
Stoops  to  behold  all  earthly  things  ; 

To  him  the  minds  of  all  are  known. 
From  meanest  slaves  to  mightiest  kin; 


68  Ihr  Teachers, 

2  Does  pride,  or  love  of  man's  applause. 

Usurp  dommion  o'er  my  heart  ? 
Or  does  the  love  of  Jesus'  cause. 
Its  sacred  energy  impart  ? — 

3  While  I  address  the  young — "  Be  wise, 

"  Oh  fly  to  Jesus  and  his  cross  I" 
Do  I  all  earthly  things  despise, 

And  count  them  but  as  dust  and  dross  ? 

4  Lord,  search  my  motives, — try  my  heart, 

And  show  me  every  secret  sin ; 
That  1  may  ne'er  from  thee  depart. 
And  thou  mayst  always  rule  within. 


94. 


(75)  L  M. 

Here,  gracious  God,  beneath  thy  feet. 
Friends  to  the  young  and  thee  we  meet ; 
Join'd  by  the  cord  of  mutual  love, 
Bound  by  our  common  Friend  above. 
Our  hearts  thy  throne  of  grace  address. 
Smile  on  our  schools,  the  children  bless ; 
Whilst  we  our  humble  labours  bend. 
Thy  glorious  kingdom  to  extend. 
May  wisdom,  zeal,  and  love,  inspire 
Our  bosoms  with  their  purest  fire  ; 
While  faith  on  thine  ow/i  word  relies. 
And  hope  looks  joyful  to  the  skies. 
Grant  us  thy  presence,  God  of  grace, 
Now  while  we  meet  before  thy  face ; 
That  we  may  feel,  ere  we  depart. 
Thy  love  difius'd  through  every  heart. 


For  Teachers.  69 


95. 


(81)  S.M 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ! 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  : 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cai'es. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear : 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  pai-t, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil  and  pain. 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendshii'  n^v^u 
To  all  eternity. 


*/'"' 


96. 


CM. 


Let  childien  who  are  taught  thy  word, 

Theii  lost  condition  see, 
By  savini;  faith,  O  may  they.  Lord, 

To  Christ  for  pardon  flee. 

2  More  of  thy  grace  may  teachers  know, 

Thy  Spirit's  aid  impart ; 
Much  patience,  love,  and  zeal  bestow, 
To  stimulate  each  heart. 

3  May  children  and  their  teachers  rise 

In  heaven's  triumphant  throng. 
And  join  to  sing  their  Saviour's  praise, 
In  one  eternal  song:. 


GOD'S  OMNIPOTENCE. 


97. 


(12)  L.M. 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow,  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, — 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  : 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  broujrht  us  to  his  fold  again. 


God^s  Omnipotence,  71 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  spngs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  : 

Finn  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 


98. 


(13)  CM, 


Praise  to  the  sov'reign  of  the  sky. 
Who  from  his  lofty  throne, 

Loobs  with  compassion  on  the  poor. 
And  makes  their  cause  his  own. 

2  When  we,  the  helpless  sons  of  grief, 

Low  in  distress  were  laid. 
His  pitying  heart  our  sorrows  felt, 
His  hands  were  swift  to  aid. 

3  Should  kindred,  near  and  dear,  forsake, 

Or  friends  and  parents  die, 
God  lives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name) 
Can  well  the  want  supply. 

4  His  bounty  gives  our  daily  bread, 

He  fills  our  daily  cup  : 
Bids  U3  rejoice  in  present  good. 
And  cheers  our  hearts  with  hope. 


72  God'^s  Omnipotence. 

99.    (138)  L.M. 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will. 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmVing  thought  arise ; 
Hi«  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise, 

2  Thick  darkness  round  his  throne  he  draws, 
His  work  performs,  conceals  the  cause ; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And,  'midst  the  terrors  of  the  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 


100. 


CM. 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. 

His  wonders  to  perform. 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea. 

And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  nei^er-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 

An.l  work?  hi<:  yoA-^ereie-n  will. 


God's  Chnnipresencc. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  , 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
lu  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  : 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast. 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


GOD'S  OMNIPRESENCE. 


101. 


(109)  L.  M. 

Among  the  deepest  shades  of  night. 

Can  there  be  on<e  who  sees  my  way  ? 
Yes,  God  is  as  a  shining  light. 

That  turns  the  darkness  into  day. 
When  every  eye  around  me  sleep<?. 

May  I  not  sin  without  control  ? 
No  ;  for  a  constant  watch  he  keeps 

On  every  thought  of  every  soul. 


74  God-s  Omnipresence, 

3  If  I  could  find  some  cave  unknown, 

Where  human  feet  had  never  trod, 
Yet  there  I  could  not  be  alone. 

On  every  side  there  would  be  God. 

4  He  smiles  in  heav'n,  he  frowns  in  hell. 

He  fills  the  earth,  the  air,  the  sea ; 
I  must  within  his  presence  dwell, 
I  cannot  from  his  anger  flee. 

5  Yet  I  may  flee  ;  he  shows  me  where ; 

To  Jesus  Christ  he  bids  me  Qy ; 
And  while  I  seek  for  pardon  there, 
There's  only  mercy  in.  his  eye. 


102. 


(147)  CM. 


Almighty  God,  thy  piercing  eye 
Strikes  through  the  shades  of  night, 

And  our  most  secret  actions  lie 
All  open  to  thy  sight. 

2  There's  not  a  sin  that  we  commit. 

Nor  wicked  word  we  say. 
But  in  thy  dreadful  book  'tis  writ 
Against  the  judgment  day. 

3  And  must  the  crimes  that  I  have  done. 

Be  read  and  publish'd  there  ? 
Be  all  expos'd  before  the  sun, 
While  men  and  angels  hear  ? 


God^s  Omnipresence.  15 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  asham'd  I  lie, 

Upwards  I  dare  not  look  ; 
Pardon  my  sins  or  else  I  die, 
O  blot  them  from  thy  book. 

5  Remember  all  the  dying  pains 

That  my  Redeemer  felt, 
And  let  his  blood  wash  out  my  stains, 
And  answer  for  my  guilt. 


103. 


(177)  CM. 

Where  shall  a  guilty  child  retire. 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  I  meet  thy  dreadful  fire. 

In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 

2  Should  I  restrain  my  vital  breath. 

To  'scape  the  wrath  divine. 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death. 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

3  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night. 
Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

4  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  tliat  pow'r 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 


76        Importance  of  Religion. 
THE  IMPORTANCE  OF  RELIGION. 


104 


(116)  CM. 

Religion  is  the  chief  conceni 

Of  mortals  here  below ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn. 

Its  sovereign  virtue  know ! 

2  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

3  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd. 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd 
His  government  to  own  I 

4  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  godly  fear ; 
And  all  my  conversation  provB 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 


105. 


(150)  CM. 


Happy  the  child  whose  youngest  years 

Receive  instruction  well ; 
Who  hates  the  sinners  path,  and  fears 

The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 


Importance  of  Religion,        11 

2  'Twill  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young, 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

3  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee, 

Our  childhood  we  resign  ; 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

4  O  let  the  work  of  prayer  and  praise, 

Employ  my  youngest  breath  : 
Thus  I'm  prepar'd  for  longer  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 


106. 


(Ill)  CM. 

High  in  the  shining  courts  above, 
God  reigns  the  sov'reign  king, 

And  angels  round  his  throne  of  love, 
Loud  hallelujahs  sing. 

2  He  sees  where  children's  hearts  unite, 

And  form  a  social  band  ; 
And  Jesus  ever  takes  deliglit 
To  guide  them  with  his  hand. 

3  Oh  I  did  the  young  around,  but  know 

How  great  their  pleasures  are  ; 
They  would  each  sinful  joy  forego, 
And  seek  such  blii^s  to  share. 


78        Importance  of  jReligioru 

107.   (163)  S.M. 

Let  little  children  learn 

God's  holy  name  to  praise  ; 
And  with  the  eye  of  faith  diacern 

The  guardian  of  their  days. 

2  Let  morning,  noon,  and  night, 

With  every  act  proclaim, 
That  God's  their  first,  their  chief  deligtit, 
And  Christ  their  only  aim. 

3  Let  love  of  peace  and  joy, 

The  spring  of  life  engage ; 
Nor  let  earth's  vanities  destroy 
The  hope  of  riper  age. 


108. 


(180)  C.  M. 

There  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God ; 

All  others  go  astray ; 
Narrow,  but  pleasant  is  the  road. 

And  Christians  love  the  way. 

2  It  leads  straight  through  this  world  of  sin; 

And  dangers  must  be  past ; 
But  those  who  boldly  walk  therein 
Will  come  to  heaven  at  last. 

3  While  the  broad  road  where  thousands  go, 

Ijies  near,  and  opens  fair ; 
And  many  turn  aside,  I  know, 
To  walk  with  sinners  there. 


7Hme  Uncertain.  19 

But,  lest  my  feeble  steps  should  slide, 

Or  wander  from  tliy  way, 
Lord,  oondesceiid  to  be  my  guide, 

And  I  shall  never  stray. 


TIME  UNCERTAIN. 


109. 


(96)  S.  M. 


Mir  life's  a  narrow  span, 

A  short  uncertain  day. 
And  if  I  reach  the  age  of  man, 

It  soon  will  pass  away. 

2  I  may,  for  aught  I  know. 

This  hour  the  summons  hear. 
That  calls  me  where  the  wicked  go. 
Or  where  the  saints  appear. 

3  Teach  me  with  all  my  heart, 

Thy  mercy  to  embrace. 
And  now  from  ev'ry  sin  depart, 
To  seize  the  time  of  grace. 

4  My  eoul  from  ruin  save. 

And  cleanse  my  ev'ry  strain  ; 
Then  shall  I  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
And  paradise  regain. 


so  Time  Uncertain, 


110. 


CM. 


Swift,  as  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

My  time  is  hast'ning  on ; 
Quick,  as  the  lightning  from  the  skies. 

My  wasting  moments  run. 

2  My  follies  past,  O  God,  forgive ; 

My  ev'ry  sin  subdue ; 
And  teach  me  henceforth  how  to  live, 
With  glory  in  my  view. 

3  'Twere  better  I  had  not  been  bom, 

Than  live  without  thy  fear ; 
For  they  are  wretched  and  forlorn. 
Who  have  their  portion  here. 

4  0!  let  thy  Spirit  lead  me  still, 

Along  the  happy  road  ; 
Gonform  me  to  thy  holy  will, 
My  Father  and  my  God ! 


111. 


CM. 

And  now  another  hour  is  past. 
Of  Irind  instruction  given ; 

And  this,  perhaps,  may  be  the  last. 
On  this  side  hell  or  heaven. 

2  And  is  it.so?  How  dread  th€  thought. 
And  yet  indeed  how  true  I 
li  I  could  feel  it  j»s  I  ought 
This  day,  wliat  should  I  do  f 


Time  Uncertain,  SI 

3  Oh !  surely  prize  it  more  and  more, 
And  pray  that  God  would  give 
A  death  of  gain,  If  life  be  o'er. 
And  blessing  if  I  live. 


112. 


(38)  S.  M. 


Dear  youth,  repeat  his  praise. 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great. 

Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name,    - 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass. 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 
If  one  sharp  wind  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  com>passions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure, 
And  children,  young  as  we,  may  find 
Thy  word  of  promise  sure. 


82  Call  to  Repentance. 

CALL  TO  REPENTANCE. 

113.    (42)  8,7,4. 

Sinners,  hear,  for  God  hath  spoken, 

'Tis  the  G  od  that  reigns  on  high : 
He  whose  law  the  world  has  broken, 
y    Sends  you  tidings  of  great  joy  ! 
Hear  his  message. 
Hear  it,  sinners,  lest  you  die. 

2  Hear  the  gospel,  sinners,  hear  it : 

Joyful  news  from  heav'n  it  brings : 
Here's  a  fountain,  O  draw  near  it ! 
Open'd  by  the  King  of  kings ; 

Living  water 
Thence  in  streams  eternal  springs. 

3  Sinners,  hear — ^why  will  you  perish  ? 

Death  to  life,  O  why  prefer  ? 
Why  your  vain  delusions  cherish  ? 
Why  from  truth  persist  to  err  i* 

Wisdom  calls  you, 
Happy  they  who  learn  (rfher. 


114 


(43)  C.  M. 


Children,  and  have  you  never  known 

The  message  from  above  ? 
Give  me,  say*  Christ,  thy  heart,  my  son, 

Give  me  thine  earliest  love. 


Call  to  JRepentanee.  83 

2  True,  there's  another  seeks  your  hearts, 

Another  asks  your  love  ; 
The  flattering  world  tries  all  her  aits, 
Your  youthful  minds  to  move. 

3  Choose  ye ;  to-day  he  calls,  to-day 

Oh !  listen  to  has  voice, 
And  make  the  Lord,  without  delay, 
Your  early,  only  choice. 


115. 


(36)  CM. 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard, 

'Tis  mercy  opeaks  to-day ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sov'reign  word, 

From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Your  path  is  dark,  and  le;ids  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dw«ll. 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

3  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word. 

Renouncing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sov'reign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

4  His  love  exceeds  your  utmost  thoughts, 

He  pardons  like  a  God : 
He  will  forgive  your  num'rous  fauUn, 


84  Call  to  Repentance, 

116.  (162)  CM. 

Come,  Children,  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace ; 

Obey  the  Saviour's  &dll : 
Come,  seek  his  face,  and  taste  his  grace, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  lambs  of  Christ  your  tribute  bring. 

Ye  children  great  and  small ; 
Hosannas  sing  to  Christ  your  king, 
O  I  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  This  Jesus  v/ill  your  sins  forgive, 

For  you  he  diank  the  gall, 
For  you  he  died,  that  you  might  live, 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  angels  round  his  throne  unite, 

While  we  before  him  fall ; 
Ye  saints  assist  with  all  your  might. 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

i  /^t  all  these  children.  Lord,  be  thine, 
When  sav*d  from  Satan's  thrall ; 

Then  we  shall  meet  at  Jesus'  feet, 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


Repentance.  85 

REPENTANCE. 


117. 


(122)  L.M. 

Up  to  thy  throne  I'll  lift  my  eyes, 
Thou  Vyilt  regard  my  early  cries  ; 
God  will  not  frown  my  soul  away, 
He  loves  to  hear  his  children  pray. 

2  To  him  I'll  dedicate  my  days, 
Then  shall  I  prosper  in  my  ways  ; 
And  whilst  my  calling  I  pursue. 
His  praise  shall  terminate  my  view. 

3  O,  may  his  condescending  love, 
Still  draw  my  heart  to  tilings  above, 
That  I  among  his  saints  may  know 
The  joys  of  heav'n  begun  below. 


118. 


(135)  CM. 


O  THOir  whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh. 
Whose  hand  indulgent  wipes  the  tears 

From  sorrow's  weeping  eye ; 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ^ 
Hast  thou  not  said,---ilciurn  1 


86  Repentance. 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail, 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 


119. 


(176)  C.  M. 

Alas,  and  did  ray  Saviour  bleed  I 

And  did  my  sov'reign  die  ! 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I .? 
Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree .? 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown  I 

And  love  beyond  degree  I 
Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in. 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 

For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 
Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  : 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 

And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 
13  at  drc>ps  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Ilerft,  Lord,  I  ^v«  myself  away, 

'Ti?  all  that  I  can  <Xq. 


Death  of  a  Teacher*  87 

DEATH  OF  A  TEACHER. 


120. 


(98)  CM. 

Farewell,  dear  friend !  a  long  farewell, 

For  we  shall  meet  no  more, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  with  thee  to  dwell 

On  Zion's  happier  shore. 

2  Our  friend  and  brother,*  lo  !  is  dead ! 

The  cold  and  lifeless  clay 
Has  made  in  dust  its  silent  bed. 
And  there  it  must  decay. 

3  But  is  he  dead  ? — ^no,  no,  he  lives  I 

His  happy  spirit  flies 
To  heaven  above  ;  and  there  receives 
The  long  expected  prize. 

4  Farewell,  dear  friend,  again  farewell, 

Soon  we  shall  rise  to  thee ; 
And  when  we  meet  no  tongue  can  tell 
How  great  our  joys  shaU  be. 


121. 


(104)  C.  M. 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  day?, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 

I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
Arnl  Icani  how  frail  I  am. 

*  Or  Sister. 


88  Death  of  a  Teaelier, 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 


122. 


(92)  CM. 

Unthinking  mortals,  ye  must  die, 

Behold  the  king  of  dread 
Prepar'd  to  let  his  arrow  fly. 

Which  ranlcs  you  with  the  dead ! 

2  O  could  we  realize  the  scene. 

And  view  the  change  as  near  ! 
This  world  would  then  appear  more  vain } 
The  next  employ  our  care. 

3  May  we  in  waiting  posture  stand, 

Prepar'd  to  take  our  flight, 
Wh6.n  gentle  death,  with  friendly  hand. 
Shall  change  our  faith  to  sight. 


123. 


(93)  S.M. 

A  NT)  am  I  born  to  die  .'* 

To  lay  this  body  down  ; 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 

Into  a  world  unknown.'' 


Death  of  a  Teacher.  39 

2  I  must  from  God  be  driven. 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell : 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven. 
Or  else— depart  to  hell. 

3  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe  : 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

4  Thou  art  thyself  the  way. 

Thyself  to  me  reveal ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  lifers  short  day 
Obedient  to  thy  will. 


124 


(94)  L.  M. 


That  awful  hour  will  soon  appear ; 

Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 
When  all  that  pains  or  pleasures  here, 

Will  vanish  from  my  closing  eyes. 

2  Death   calls   my  friends,  my  ntiighbour? 

None  can  resist  the  fatal  dart :       [henc^, 
Continual  warnings  strike  my  sense  ; 
And  shall  they  fail  to  reach  my  heart  ? 

3  Think,  O  my  soul !  how  much  depends 

On  the  short  period  of  to-day  ; 
Shall  time,  which  heaven  in  mercy  lends, 

Bp  no'^-lioT'iitlv  fhroAvn  aivav  ? 


90  Death  of  a  Teacher, 

4  Lord  of  my  life,  inspire  my  heart 

With  heavenly  ardour,  grace  divine ; 
Nor  let  thy  presence  e'er  depart ;      [thine. 
For  strength,  and  life,  and   deaUi  are 

125.   (95)  L.M. 

Only  this  frail  and  fleeting  breath 
Preserves  me  from  the  jaws  of  death. 
Soon  as  it  fails,  at  once  I'm  gone. 
And  plung'd  into  a  world  unknown. 

2  Then,  leaving  all  I  lov'd  below, 
To  God's  tribunal  I  must  go  ; 

Must  hear  the  judge  pronounce  my  fate, 
And  fix  my  everlasting  state. 

3  But  could  I  bear  to  hear  him  say, 
"  Depart,  ye  cursed,  far  away ; 

"  With  Satan  in  the  lowest  hell, 

"  Thou  art  forever  doom'd  to  dwell." 

4  Lord  Jesus  !  help  me  now  to  flee. 
And  fix  my  hopes  alone  on  thee ; 
Apply  thy  blood,  thy  Spirit  give, 
Subdue  my  sin,  and  in  me  live. 


Death  of  a  Sclwlar.  91 

DEATH  OF  A  SCHOLAR. 

136.   (148)  L.M. 

There  is  a  God  that  reigns  above, 
Lord  of  the  heav'ns,  and  earth,  and  seas; 

I  fear  his  wrath,  I  ask  his  love, 
And  with  my  lips  I  sing  his  praise. 

2  There  is  a  law  which  he  has  writ, 

To  teach  us  all  what  we  must  do  : 
My  soul,  to  his  commands  submit. 
For  they  are  holy,  just  and  true. 

3  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  die  : 

Nor  do  I  know  how  soon  'twill  come ; 
A  thousand  children  young  as  I, 
Are  call'd  by  death  to  hear  their  doom. 

4  Let  me  improve  the  hours  I  have, 
( ^        Before  the  day  of  grace  is  fled  ; 

I  '■    There's  no  repentance  in  the  grave. 
Nor  pardon  offer'd  to  the  dead. 


127. 


(183)  C.  M. 


^Thy  voice,  great  God  I  has  call'd  away 
A  soul  that  on-ce  was  here  ; 
Silent  his  tongue,  and  cold  his  clay, 
His  eye  can  shed  no  tear. 


92  Death  of  a  Scholar, 

2  Those  hands  that  held  the  book  to  learn. 

Can  hold  it  now  no  more ! 
His  feet  shall  never  here  return, 
As  they  had  oft  before. 

3  Those  lips  which  sung  the  Saviour's  praise, 

Here  cannot  sing  again  ! 
For  oh !  a  song  they  never  raise. 
Where  death  and  darkness  reign. 


128. 


(63)  CM. 


Death  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 
A  Brother  from  our  side, — 

Just  in  the  morning  of  Aw  day. 
As  young  as  we — he  died. 

2  Not  long  ago,  he  fill'd  his  place, 
And  sat  with  us  to  learn : 
But  he  has  run  his  mortal  race, 
And  never  can  return. 

.3  Perhaps  our  time  may  be  as  short, 
Our  days  may  fly  as  fast ; 
O  Lord,  impress  the  solenm  thought. 
That  this  may  be  our  last ! 

4  All  needful  strength  is  thine  to  give, 
To  thee  our  souls  apply, 
For  gi-ace  to  teach  us  how  to  live, 
O]) !  make  us  fit  to  die. 


Judgment.  93 

JUDGMENT. 


139. 


(34)  L.M. 

How  dreadful,  Lord,  will  be  the  day, 
When  all  the  tribes  of  dead  shall  rise, 

And  those  who  dar'd  to  disobey, 
Be  dragg'd  before  thy  piercing  eyes  I 

2  The  wicked  child,  who  often  heard 

His  pious  teachers  speak  of  thee, 
And  fled  from  ev'ry  serious  word,    ' 
Shall  not  be  able  then  to  flee. 

3  No  teacher,  then,  shall  bid  him  pray 

To  Him,  who  noic  the  sinner  hears ; 
For  Christ  himself  shall  turn  away, 
And  show  no  pity  to  his  tears. 

4  Great  God  !  I  tremble  at  the  thought ; 

And  at  thy  feet  for  mercy  bend, 
That,when  to  judgment  I  am  brought, 
The  judge  himself  may  be  my  friend. 


130. 


(117)  8's. 

This  is  the  field,  the  world  below. 
In  which  the  sowers  came  to  sow  ; 
Jesus  the  wheftt,  Satan  the  tares. 
For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares  : 
And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  ansrels  shout  the  haivcft  home. 


94  Judgment, 

2  Most  awful  truth  !  and  is  it  so? 
Must  all  the  world  the  harvest  know? 

Is  every  man  the  wheat  or  tare  ? 
Then  for  the  harvest,  O  prepare  ! 
For  soon,  &c. 

3  To  love  my  sins,  a  saint  t'  appear, 
To  grow  with  wheat,  and  be  a  tare, 
May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below, 
Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow 

But  soon,  &c. 


131. 


(143)  C.  M. 


Behold  Christ  rising  from  the  grave, 

Behold  him  rais'd  on  high : 
He  pleads  his  merits  there  to  save 

Transgressors  doom'd  to  die. 

2  There,  on  a  glorious  thi-one,  he  reigns, 
And  by  his  power  divine, 
Redeems  us  from  the  slavish  chains 
Of  Satan  and  of  sin. 

5  Thence  shall  the  Lord  to  judgment  come, 
And  with  a  sov'reign  voice. 
Shall  call,  and  break  up  every  tomb. 
While  waking  saints  rejoice. 

4  O  may  I  then  with  joy  appear 
Before  the  judge's  face  ! 
And  with  the  blest  assembly  there, 


132 


Miscellaneous.  95 

S.M. 


A  DREAD  and  solemn  hour 

To  us  is  drawing  near ; 
When  we,  before  the  throne  of  God, 

All  present  shall  appear. 

2  What  answer  shall  we  give, 

When  God  himself  demands 
The  uses  of  such  times  as  these. 
In  judgment  at  our  hands  ? 

3  And  must  we  tlien  confess 

That  all  was  spent  in  vain ; 
The  seasons  that  were  once  our  own, 
But  cannot  be  again  ? 

4  This  will  be  dark  indeed ; 

To  regions  of  despair 
Our  own  neglect  will  sink  us  down, 
To  mourn  forever  there. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


133. 


(26)  8,8,6. 

Orphan's  Hope. 
O  THOU,  the  helpless  orphan's  hope, 
To  whom  alone  my  eyes  look  up 

In  each  distressing  day  1 
Father,  (for  that's  the  sweetest  name 
That  e'er  these  lips  were-lau^'ht  to  framp) 

histruct  tliis  iieart  to  pray. 


96  Miscellaneous. 

2  Low  in  the  dust  my  jMirenta  lie, 
And  no  attentive  ear  is  nigh 

But  thine,  to  mark  my  wo ; 
No  hand  to  wipe  away  my  tears, 
No  gentle  voice  to  hush  my  fears. 

Remains  to  me  below. 

3  To  heaven  my  earthly  friends  are  gone, 
And  thither  are  my  comforts  flown, 

But  I  continue  here  ; 
Be  thou  my  pattern,  thou  my  guide  : 
This  friendless  heart  from  sorrow  hide, 

Reposing  on  thy  care. 


134. 


CM. 


Thou  God  Seest  me. 
In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence.  Lord,  or  flee 

The  notice  of  thuie  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  sUn'^eys 

My  rising  and  my  rest. 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie. 
Beset  ot»  ev'rv  side. 


Miscellaneous.  97 

4  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  ev'ry  ill, 

Seeur'd  by  sov'reign  loye. 

135.  c.  M. 

Gospel  Door. 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  his  name, 

Whose  mercies  never  fail ; 
Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope. 

In  life's  most  gloomy  vale. 

2  Behold  the  portal  wide  displayed, 

The  buildings  strong  and  fair ; 
Within  are  pastures  fresh  and  green, 
And  living  streams  are  there. 

3  Enter,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  haste, 

For  Jesus  is  the  door ; 
Nor  fear  the  serpent's  wily  arts, 
Nor  fear  the  lion's  roar. 


136. 


CM. 

The  Request. 
Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sov'reign  will  denies. 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise  : — 
"  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  henit, 

"■  From  evVy  murmur  free  ; 
'  The  blessings  of  tliy  grace  impurt, 
'  And  make  me  live  to  thro. 


98  Miscellaneous. 

3  •'  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  miiie, 
"  My  life  and  death  attend ; 
"  Thy  presence  tlirough  my  journey  shine,  | 
"  And  crown  my  journey'^s  end." 


137. 


L.M. 


The  Bible. 
This  is  a  precious  book  indeed ! 
Happy  the  child  that  loves  to  read  ! 
'Tis  God's  own  woi?d,  which  he  has  giv'n 
To  show  our  souls  the  way  to  heav'n  ! 

2  It  tells  us  how  the  world  was  made ; 
And  how  good  men  the  Lord  obey'd  : 
Hero  his  commands  are  written  too. 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  do. 

3  It  bids  us  all  from  sin  to  fly, 
Because  our  souls  can  never  die : 

It  points  to  heav'n,  where  angels  dwell, 
And  warns  us  to  escape  from  hell. 

4  But,  wliE^t  is  more  than  all  beside, 
The  Bible  tells  us,  Jesus  died  I 
This  is  its  best,  its  chief  intent, 
To  lead  poor  simiers  to  repent. 

5  Be  thankful,  childien,  that  you  may 
Read  this  good  Bible  every  day  ; 

'Tis  God's  own  word,  which  he  has  giv'ti 
1  'o  show  your  souls  the  way  to  heavr.ti 


Miscellaneous,  99 


138. 


CM. 

The  Barren  Fig  Tree. 
Seb  in  the  vinejrard  of  the  Lord, 

A  barren  fig  tree  stands  ! 
It  yields  no  fruit,  no  blossom  bears. 

Though  planted  by  his  hands. 

2  From  year  to  year  he  seeks  for  fruit, 

And  still  no  fruit  is  found  ; 

It  stands  amidst  the  living  trees, 

A  cumberer  of  the  ground, 

3  But  see  the  kind  Redeemer  pleads. 

The  barren  tree  to  spare ; 
Let  mercy  still  withhold  his  hand. 
And  grant  another  year. 

4  Perhaps  some  means  of  grace  untry'd 

May  reach  the  stony  heart ; 
Or  the  soft  dews  of  heavenly  grace, 
May  a  new  life  impart. 

5  But  if  these  means  should  prove  in  vaiiv 

And  still  no  fruit  be  found  ; 
Then  mercy  shall  no  longer  plead, 
But  justice  cut  it  down. 


139. 


(121)  C.  M. 

Heaven. 
O  WORLD  of  bliss  !  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
lj«»w  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 

An<l  dwell  on  earth  no  nunc. 


100  Miscellaneous. 

2  There  pain  and  sickness  never  come  ; 

There  grief  no  more  complains  ; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom. 
And  purest  pleasure  reigns. 

3  No  malice,  strife,  or  envy  there, 

The  sons  of  peace  molest ; 

But  harmony  and  love  sincere, 

Fill  every  happy  breast. 

4  O  !  may  this  heav'nly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love : 

May  lively  faith  and  strong  desire 

Bear  every  thought  above. 


140. 


CM. 


Deceiffulness  of  Sin. 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 

To  practise  on  the  mind  : 
With  flatt'ring  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts, 

But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  ihe  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
And  v/hile  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heav'nly  tilings, 
And  chains  \\  doAvn  to  sense. 


s 

Miscellaneous.  1 01 

4  So,  on  a  tree,  divinely  fair, 
Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 
Our  mother  took  tlie  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 


141. 


(36)  L.  M. 

Love  of  Christ. 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door  ; 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before  ; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  use  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Rise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine. 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  tliine  ; 
Turn  out  that  hateful  monster.  Sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

3  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn. 
Lest  he  depart  and  ne'er  return  : 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When  at  his  door  deiiy'd  you  stand. 

4  Yet  know,  nor  of  the  terms  complain, 
When  Jesus  comes,  he  comes  to  reign  ; 
To  reign,  and  with  no  partial  sway  ; 
Thoughts  must  be  slain  that  disobey. 


142. 


(40)  C.  M. 

Cknst^s  Love. 
See  the  kind  Shepherd,  .Jesus,  slan(]s. 

With  all  engaging  charms  ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 

And  folds'  them  in  his  arms. 


102  Miscellaneous, 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries, 

Nor  scorn  then-  humble  name  : 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  He'll  lead  us  to  the  heav'nly  streams, 

Where  living  waters  flow  ; 
And  guide  us  to  the  fruitful  fields, 
Where  trees  of  knowledge  grow. 

4  The  feeblest  lamb  amidst  the  flock. 

Shall  be  its  Shepherd's  care  ; 
While  folded  in  the  Saviour's  arms. 
We're  safe  from  ev'ry  snare. 


143. 


(169)  C.  M. 


"  Suffer  little  children  to  come"  &c. 
YouN«  children  once  to  Jesus  came. 

His  blessing  to  entreat ; 
And  I  may  humbly  do  the  same 

Before  his  mercy  sea*- . 

2  For  when  their  feeble  hands  were  spread, 

And  bent  each  infant  knee, 
"  Forbid  them  not,"  the  Saviour  said, 
And  so  he  says  ©f  me. 

3  Though  now  he  is  not  here  below, 

But  on  his  heavenly  hill, 

To  him  may  little  children  go, 

And  seek  a  l)lcs?iiig  still. 


Miscellaneous.  1 0 

4  Well  pleas'd  that  little  flock  to  see, 

The  Saviour  kindly  sinil'd ; 
Oh,  then  he  will  not  frown  on  me 
Because  I  am  a  child. 

5  For  as  so  many  years  ago 

Poor  babes  his  pity  drew, 
I'm  sure  he  will  not  let  me  go 
Without  a  blessing  too. 

6  Then,  while  this  favour  to  implore, 

My  little  hands  are  spread. 
Do  thou  tliy  sacred  blessings  pour, 
Lord  Jesus,  on  my  head. 


144. 


(61)  CM, 


,       Dismission  of  an  incorrigible  Schoha 
How  painful  'tis  to  turn  away 

A  scholar  from  his  place ! 
May  you  be  careful  every  day. 

For  fear  of  such  disgrace. 

2  What  kind  instructions  we  have  had, 

And  'tis  a  poor  return. 
To  be  as  idle  or  as  bad 
As  those  who  never  learn. 

3  We  hope  that  Jesus  will  forgive 

The  one  that's  gone  away  ; 
And  grant  him  time,  that  he  may  live 
To  see  his  fault  :ind  pray. 


104  Miscellaneous 

4  Forgive  what  we  have  done  amiss, 
In  word,  and  deed,  and  thought ; 
And  grant  that  such  a  time  as  this 
May  warn  u  as  it  ought. 


145. 


L.M. 


Parting  with  a  hopeful  Scholar, 

We  offer,  Lord,  an  humble  prayer, 

And  thank  thee  for  thy  grace  bestow'd. 

In  leading  one  beneath  our  care, 
Thus  far  in  wisdom's  pleasant  road. 

2  What  trials  to  his  lot  may  fall. 

What  toilsome  duties  to  fulfil, 
We  do  not  know,  but  in  them  all. 
Be  thou  his  strength  and  comfort  stilL 

3  May  Jesus  be  his  constant  friend, 

The  Bible  his  support  and  stay ; 
And  may  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  descend, 
To  bless  and  guide  him  day  by  day. 

4  We  need  not  supplicate  for  more  ; 

For  if  he  find  a  friend  in  thee, 

Then  bless'd  in  basket  and  in  store, 

In  soul  and  body  shall  he  be. 


Miscellaneous,  105 


146. 


(77)  l^.M. 


071  opening  a  Jfew  School. 
Great  God,  thy  watchful  care  we  bless, 

Which  gives  our  feeble  plans  success  : 
Here  may  we  oft  delight  to  meet 

Our  youtliful  charge  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign. 

With  all  the  graces  of  his  train ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  imparts 
To  conquer  youthful  sinners'  hearts. 

3  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 

When  God  the  nations  shall  survey. 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 

That  crowds  were  born  for  glory  here. 


147. 


L.M. 


Seeking  Divine  Guidance. 
Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 

In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand : 
Father  divine !  diffuse  thy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  frail  and  wavering  heart 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part ; 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day. 
For  joys  that  never  fade  away. 


106  Miscellaneous, 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise ; 

Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skiei ; 
No  fatal  shiptvreck  shall  I  fear; 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 


148. 


(103)  S.  M. 

The  Same. 
Now,  in  my  early  days, 

Teach  me  thy  will  to  know : 
O  God  I  thy  sanctifying  grace 

Betimes  on  me  bestow. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care  ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  ev'ry  snare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone. 

Renew  by  power  divine  ; 
Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  O !  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ ; 
Be  this,  through  all  my  future  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 


149. 


(108)  L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ. 
jESrs  1  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ? 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glory  shines  throvigh  endless  days .' 


Miscellaneous.  107 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 

Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star : — 
He  shed  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine.  , 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus !  just  as  soon 

Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  : — 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  morning  Star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus !  yea,  I  may 
When  I've  no  sin  to  wash  away ; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then, — nor  is  my  boasting  vain, — 
Till  then  I'll  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And,  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me. 


150. 


(150)  C.  M. 

Christ^s  Condescension. 

Jesus,  the  great,  the  mighty  God, 
A  man  of  griefs  became  ; 

In  paths  of  meekness  here  he  trod, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  Humility,  how  bright  it  shines  ! 
In  every  act  he  wrought ; 
What  lowliness  of  heart  and  miuil 
Appear'd  in  all  he  taiiglit. 


ni8  Miscellaneous. 

3  Led  as  a  lamb,  to  meet  the  sword, 

He  bow'd  beneath  the  stroke ; 
Not  one  revengeful,  angry  word. 
The  dear  Redeemer  spoke, 

4  O  may  his  meekness  be  my  guide, 

The  pattern  I  pursue ; 
How  can  I  bear  revenge  or  pride  5 
With  Jesus  in  my  view. 


151. 


(115)  L.M. 

The  Same. 

How  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks, 
How  kind  the  promises  he  makes  ! 

A  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks. 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

The  humble  poor  he  won't  despise. 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown  : 

His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 

He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail. 
Between  the  powers  of  grace  and  sin ; 

He  kindly  listens  while  they  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

Though  press'd  with  fears  on  every  side. 
They  know  not  how  the  strife  may  end, 

Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide, 
And  juilgmcnt  unto  victory  send. 


Miscellaneous.  109 


152. 


(170)  L.  M. 


Confession. 

Lord,  lend  thine  ear  while  children  raise 
To  thee  a  hymn  of  humble  praise  : 
'Tis  by  thy  great  compassion  we 
Are  taught  to  love  and  worship  thee. 

2  What  wicked  children  we  have  been  ! 
Alas  1  how  soon  we  learn  to  sin  : 
But  now  we  learn  to  read  and  pray, 
And  not  to  break  the  Sabbath-day. 

3  O !  if  we  should  again  begin 

To  grieve  our  God,  and  turn  to  sin, 
And  let  our  guilty  passions  loose ; 
Then  shall  we  be  without  excuse. 

4  Remember,  Lord,  we  are  but  dust, 
'Tis  to  thy  grace  alone  we  trust ; 
Do  thou  instruct  and  guide  us  still, 
That  we  may  ne'er  forget  thy  will. 


153. 


(149)  S.  M. 


Heaven  and  Hell. 
There  is  beyond  the  sky 

A  heaven  of  joy  and  love, 
And  holy  children,  when  they  die, 

Go  to  that  world  above. 


1 10  Miscellaneous. 

2  There  is  a  dreadful  hell, 

And  everlasting  pains, 
There  sinners  must  with  derils  dwell, 
In  darkness,  fire,  and  chains. 

3  Can  such  a  wretch  as  I 

Escape  this  cursed  end  ? 
And  may  I  hope  whene'er  I  die, 
I  shall  to  heaven  ascend  ? 

4  Then  will  I  read  and  pray, 

While  I  have  life  and  breath ; 
"Lest  I  should  be  cut  off  to  day, 
And  sent  t'  eternal  death. 


154. 


(151)  L.  M. 


Danger  of  Delay. 
Why  shoiild  I  say,  'tis  yet  too  soon 

To  seek  for  heav'n  or  think  of  death? 
A  flower  may  fade  before  'tis  noon, 

And  I,  this  day,  may  lose  my  breath. 

!?  What  if  tlje  Lord  grow  wroth,  and  swear. 
While  I  refuse  to  read  and  pray, 
That  he'll  refuse  to  lend  an  ear     . 
To  all  my  groans  another  day  ! 

3  'Tis  dang'rous  to  provoke  our  God  ; 

His  power  and  vengeance  none  can  tell ; 
One  stroke  of  his  almifi;-hty  rod, 

Shall  seni]  young  sinners  quick  to  hell. 


MisceUan  eous.  Hi 

Then  'twill  for  ever  be  iii  vain 
To  cry  for  pardon  and  for  grace, 

To  wish  I  bad  my  time  again, 
Or  hope  to  see  my  Maker's  face. 


155. 


(152}  L.  M. 

TTie  Liar's  Portion. 
O  'tis  a  lovely  thing  for  youth 

To  walk  betimes  in  wisdom's  v/ay, 
To  fear  a  lie,  to  speak  the  truth, 

That  we  may  trust  to  all  they  say. 

2  The  Lord  delights  in  them  that  speak 

The  words  of  truth  ;  but  every  liar 
Must  have  his  portion  in  the  lake 

That  burns  with  brimstone  and  with  fire. 

3  Then  let  me  always  watch  my  lips. 

Lest  1  be  struck  to  death  and  hell, 
Since  God  a  book  of  reck'ning  keeps 
For  every  lie  that  children  tell. 


156 


(153)  C.  M. 

Against  Scoffing. 
GoR  tongues  were  made  to  bless  the  Lord, 

And  not  speak  ill  of  men  ; 
When  others  give  a  railing  word, 
We  must  r\(A  rail  again. 
2  The  lips  that  dare  be  so  profane, 
To  mock,  and  jeer,  and  scoff 
* '  holy  things,  or  holy  men, 
i  he  Lord  shell  cut  them  off. 


112  Miscellaneous, 

3  Great  G  od,  how  terrible  art  thou, 
To  sinners  e'er  so  young ! 
Grant  me  thy  grace,  and  teach  me  how 
To  tame  and  rule  my  tongue. 

157.054)  L.M. 

Against  Swearing. 
Angels  that  high  in  glory  dwell, 

Adore  thy  name..  Almighty  God ! 
And  devils  tremble  low  in  hell, 

Beneath  the  terrors  of  thy  rod. 

2  And  yet  how  wicked  children  dare 

Abuse  thy  dreadful,  glorious  name  I 
And  when  they're  angry  how  they  swear. 
And  curse  their  fellows,  and  blaspheme. 

3  My  hpart  shall  be  in  pain  to  hear 

Wretches  affront  the  Lord  above ; 
'Tis  that  great  God  whose  power  I  fear, 
That  heavenly  Father  whom  I  love. 

4  If  my  companions  gi-ow  profane, 

I'll  leave  their  friendship  when  I  hear 
Young  sinners  take  thy  name  in  vain. 
And  learn  to  curse  and  learn  to  sweardMj^ 

158.  (155)  CM. 

Against  Evil  Company. 
Why  should  I  join  with  those  in  play 

In  whom  I've  no  delight  ? 
Who  curse  and  swear,  but  never  pray ; 

Who  call  ill  names  and  fight  ? 


Miscellaneous,  113 

'?  i  hate  to  hear  those  wicked  songs, 
Their  words  offend  mine  ears ; 
I  should  not  dare  defile  my  tongue 
With  language  such  as  theirs. 

3  Away  from  fools  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

Nor  with  the  scoffers  go  ; 
I  would  be  walking  with  the  wise, 
That  wiser  I  might  grow. 

4  My  God,  I  hate  to  walk  or  dwell 

With  sirrful  children  here ; 
O  let  me  not  be  sent  to  hell. 
Where  none  but  sinners  are. 


159 


(156)  CM. 

Duty  to  Parents. 

Let  children  that  would  fear  the  Lord, 
Hear  what  their  teachers  say, 

With  rev'rence  meet  their  parents'  word. 
And  with  delight  obey. 

2  Have  we  not  heard  what  dreadful  plkgues 

Are  threatened  by  the  Lord, 
To  him  who  breaks  his  father's  law. 
Or  mocks  his  motlier's  word  ? 

3  But  those  that  worship  God  and  give 

Their  parents  honour  due, 
Here  on  this  earth  they  long  shall  live 
And  live  hereafter  too. 


14  Miscellaneous, 


160. 


(171)  P.M. 

jiU  Invited, 
When  little  Samuel  woke, 

And  heard  his  Maker's  voice, 
At  every  word  he  spoke, 

How  much  did  he  rejoice ; 

0  blessed,  happy  child,  to  find 

The  God  of  heav'n  so  near  and  kind ! 

2  If  God  v/ould  speak  to  me. 

And  say  he  was  my  frie»d. 
How  happy  should  I  be  ! 

O  how  would  I  attend  I 
The  smallest  sin  I  then  should  fear, 
If  God  Almighty  were  so  near. 

3  And  does  he  never  speak  ? 

O  yes !  for  in  his  word 
He  bids  me  come  and  seek 

The  God  that  Samuel  heard  : 
In  Elmost  every  page  I  see, 
Th€  God  of  Samuel  calls  to  me. 

4  And  I,  beneath  his  care. 

May  safely  rest  my  head  : 

1  know  that  God  is  there. 

To  guard  my  humble  bed  ; 
And  every  sin  I  well  may  fear, 
Since  God  Almighty  is  so  near. 


Miscellaneous .  115 

5  Like  Samuel  let  me  say, 

Whene'er  I  read  his  word, 
*'  Speak,  Lord,  I  would  obey 

"  The  voice  that  Samuel  heard ;" 
And  when  I  in  thy  house  appear, 
"  Speak,  for  thy  servant  waits  to  hear. 

161.   (173)  CM. 

Gospel  Grace. 
Let  us  adore  the  grace  that  seeks 

.To  draw  our  hearts  above ; 
'Tis  God,  the  holy  Saviour,  speaks, 

And  every  word  is  love. 

2  Though  fill'd  with  awe  before  his  throne, 
k;        Each  angel  veils  his  face  ; 

He'll  take  poor  children  for  his  own. 
And  save  them  by  his  grace. 

3  O  may  the  child  that  lives  in  sin, 

Enslav'd  by  Satan's  power, 
Meekly  obey  the  call  divine. 
In  this  appointed  hour. 

4  Lord,  send  thy  word  to  every  heart, 

By  thine  Almighty  voice : 
Early  from  sin  may  we  depart, 
And  make  thy  love  our  choice. 


116  Miscellaneous, 

lb£.  (178)  C.  M.  '*■ 

The  praise  of  Children  acceptable. 
Childreht  of  old,  hosannas  sung', 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name ; 
We  too  would  join  our  infant  song, 

To  celebrate  his  fame. 

2  Chief  priests  and  scribes  were  sore  dis- 

That  children  thus  should  sing ;  [pleas'd, 
But  Jesus  own'd  their  early  praise, 
And  we  our  praises  bring. 

3  We  bless  the  Lord  for  all  his  gifts, 

For  life,  and  food,  and  ffiends ; 
We  bless  him  for  the  word  of  life. 
The  choicest  gift  he  sends. 

4  God's  sacred  word  we  learn  to  know, 

Where  heav'nly  wisdom  lies ; 
Here,  too,  are  kind  instructions  giv'n, 
That  teach  us  to  be  wise. 

163.    (182)  L.M. 

A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon. 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee : 
1  My  crimes  arc  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  gloiy  of  thy  grace; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 


Miscellaneous.  117 

3  Oh  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death ; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell. 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word. 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there. 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 


164 


(184)  L.  M. 

Call  to  Sinners. 
Sinner,  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown  ? 

Why  jn  such  dreadful  haste  to  die  ? 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown. 

Heedless  against  thy  God  to  fly  ! 

Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  love, 
Urg'd  on  by  sin's  fantastic  dreams  ? 

Madly  attempt  th'  infernal  gate, 

And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames  ^ 


118  Miscellaneous, 

3  stay,  sinner  I  on  the  gospel  plains, 
Behold  the  God  of  love  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
For  ever  telling,  yet  untold. 


165. 


(186)  L.M. 

Closing. 
Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone, 

I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you ; 
I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  do  view. 
Farewell,  farewell,  farewell. 
My  faithful  friends,  farewell. 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along. 

Nor  waits  for  mortals'  care  or  bliss, 
I  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on. 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 
Farewell,  &c. 

3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord,  - 

To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love  : 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word. 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 
Farewell,  &c. 

4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross. 

You've  struggled    long    and    hard    for 
heav'n ; 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross. 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n. 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  fight  on. 
The  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n 


Miscellaneous.  119 

5  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  Gwl, 

Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you  : 
Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heav'nly  road, 
Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 
Farewell,  &c. 

6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too, 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here, 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you, 
O  turn,  and  find  salvation  near. 

O  turn,  O  turn,  O  turn, 

And  find  salvation  near. 


166. 


(59)  7's. 

Parting. 
For  a  season  call'd  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 

Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer, 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep. 
Let  thy  mercy,  and  thy  care, 
All  our  soids  in  safety  keep. 

3  What,  we  each  have  now  been  taught, 

Let  our  memoiies  retain ; 
May  we,  if  we  live,  be  brought 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  instruction  ble«?, 

Songs  of  praises  shall  be  given  ; 
We'll  our  thankfulness  express, 

Here  on  earth,  and  Avhcn  in  heaven. 


Miscellaneous. 


167 


C.  M. 


The  Same. 
Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 

That  will  not  let  us  part ! 
Our  bodies  may  far  oflF  remove, 

We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints,  we  g© ; 

And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 

And  show  his  praise  below, 

3  Oh,  may  we  ever  walk  in  him. 

And  nothing  know  beside ; 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem. 
But  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace. 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart ; 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 


168. 


(187)  8&7. 


The  Same. 
May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour. 

Rest  upon  us  from  above  I 


Miscellaneous.  121 

2  ThU3  may  we  abide  in  union, 
With  each  other  in  the  Lord ; 
And  possess  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  aflford. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


169. 


(189)  L.  M. 


Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow! 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below  : 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heav'nly  host : 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost  I 


170. 


(190)  L.M. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n. 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 


171 


(191)  CM. 


Now  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


122  Miscellaneous, 


172. 


L.M. 

Dismiss  ua  with  thy  blessing,  Lord  ; 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
Give  ev'ry  fetter'd  soul  release. 
And  bid  us  all  "  depart  in  peace." 


173. 


(192)  S.M. 


GivK  to  the  Father  praise, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son, 

And  to  the  Spu'it  of  his  grace, 
Be  equal  honour  done. 


174. 


(194)  S.  M. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 


175. 


L.M. 

Let  sects  and  names  and  parties  fall, 
\ud  .Tesus  Christ  be  All  in  All. 


INDEX. 


A 
ALMIGHTY  Father !  gracious  Lord  .        .       3 

Almighty  Father,  lieavenly  King  ....  8 
Almighty  God,  wliile  earth  and  heav'n  .  .  11 
Assembled  in  our  school  once  more  .  .  .47 
l\.hnighty  God,  around  thy  throne       ...       70 

Awake,  my  heart,  awake 79 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  witli  the  sun  ...  81 
<^nd  now  arioliier  day  is  gone  ...    83 

Anotlier  fleeting  year 87 

Almighty  Father,  God  of  love         .  .        .92 

Among  the  deepest  shades  of  night  -        .        101 

Almighty  God,  thy  piercing  eye  ...  -  102 
-And  now  auoUier  hour  is  past  ...  Hi 
^las,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed ^.,,        .        .        -119 

«And  am  I  born  to  die 123 

A  dread  and  solemn  hour 132 

Awake  our  souls  and  bless  his  name  .  .  135 
Angels  that  high  in  glory  dwell     .       .  -157 

B 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow     ...  22 

Blest  be  the  wisdom  and  tlie  power  -25 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds    .        .  05 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  07 

Behold  Christ  rising  from  the  grave  '  U 

Behold  a  granger  at  the  door  '.  tl 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  haji<l  .  I~ 
Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 


124 


INDEX. 


COME,  sound  bis  praise  abroad    . 
Come,  let  us  join  the  bost  above 
Come,  let  us  join  our  Lord  to  praise    . 
Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 
Come,  gracious  spi  rit,  source  of  love 
Creator,  Saviour,  God 
Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
^'Children,  and  have  you  never  known 
*Come,  children,  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace 
Children  of  old,  hosannas  sung 

D 

DESCEND,  O  God  of  love      . 
D(?ar  youth,  repeat  his  praise     • 
Death  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 
Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  Lord     . 

F 

FROai  thee,  our  bounteous  God 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines 
Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
^Farewell,  dear  friends,  a  long  farewell 
Father,  wh ate' er  of  earthly  bliss 
Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone 
For  a  season  call'd  to  part     . 

R 

GREAT  God,  to  thee  my  voice  I  raise 
Great  God,  behold,  before  thy  throne    • 
Great  God,  my  sinful  heart  control 
Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise 
Great  God,  thy  watchful  care  we  bless 
God  from  his  high  and  lofty  throne 
God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
Give  to  the  Father  praise 
Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 

H 

HOW  glorious  is  our  heavenly  King    . 
How  sJiall  the  voung  secure  tlicir  hearts 


INDEX. 

Hall,  gracious  heavenly  Prince 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 

Holy  Bible,  book  divine 

Here,  gracious  God,  beneath  thy  feet 

Happy  the  child  whose  youngest  years 

High  in  the  shining  courts  above 

Hovtr  dreadful.  Lord,  will  be  the  day 

How  painful  'ti^  to  turn  away 

How  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks 

I 

1  SING  the  Almighty  powerof  God 
I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord 
I'll  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day 
I  ask  not  wealth,  nor  pomp,  nor  power 
I  want  a  principle  within 
In  humble  accent,  Lord,  we  sing 
In  God's  own  house  for  me  to  play 
I  fain  would  love  the  day  of  rest 
In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 


JOY  to  the  vv'orld,  the  Lord  is  come 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lwd 
Jesus,  Lord  of  life  and  glory,     . 
Jesus !  and  shall  it  ever  be 
Jesus,  the  gr«at,  the  mighty  Go<l 


LORD,  I  would  own  tny  tender  care 
Lord,  we  come  before  tlice  now 
«»Lord,  I  confess  before  thy  face    . 
Lord,  we  address  thy  heavenly  throne 
Lord  teach  a  little  chiM  to  pray 
Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
Let  us  unite  to  bless  the  Lord 
Lord,  fix  our  wand'ring  thoughts 
Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see    . 
Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shall  hear 


126  INDEX. 

Let  children  who  are  taught  thy  word          .       .  96 

•  Let  little  children  learn 107 

Lord,  lend  thine  ear  while  children  raise      .        .  153 

I-et  children  that  would  fear  the  Lord       .        .  159 

Let  us  adore  thy  grace  that  seeks         .       .       .  IM 

M 

MIGHTY  God,  while  angels  bless  thee     .       .  17 

aiortals,  awake,  with  angels  join    ....  36 
May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour    .       .       . 

My  God.  how  endless  is  thy  love       ...  82 

Mercy  descending  from  above        ....  90 

My  life's  a  narrow  span 109 

N 

NOW  in  my  early  days 148 

Now  let  Jhe  Father  and  the  Son       .       .       .  171 


O  LORD,  our  God.  how  wond'rous  great  .       14 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy  ....       23 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing  .  .  .  .27 
Our  feeble  voices,  Lord,  we  raise  ...  32 
O  for  n  heart  to  praise  my  God  .        .        .    35 

Our  Father,  whose  eternal  sway  ...  42 
O  Lord  forgive  a  sinful  child  .        .        ,        .51 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  .  .  53 
Once  more  we  keep  the  sacred  day  .  .  .66 
O  thou  wJiosc  tender  mercy  hears  ...  118 
Only  this  frail  and  fleeting  breatli  ...  125 
O  tliou,  the  helpless  orphan's  hope  .  .  .  133 
O  world  of  bliss!  could  mortal  eyes  .  .  .139 
O 'tis  a  lovely  thing  for  youth  "...  155 
Our  tongues  were  made  to  bless  the  Lord    .       .    156 


PLUNG'D  in  a  i;ulf  of  dark  despair          .        .  16 

Prayer  was  appoint(;d  to  convey    ....  44 

Praise  to  the  sov'r^igJi  of  the  sky       .               .  98  ■ 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow    .       .  ]fiO 


INDEX. 


RKMARK.  my  seul,  the  naitow  bounds 
Religion  is  the  chief  concern     • 

S 

SHOW  pity.  Lord.  O  Dord  forgive 
See  another  week  is  gone    . 
Swift  as  the  winged  arrow  flies     • 
Sinners,  hear,  for  God  hath  spoken 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard 
See  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
Sin  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts     . 
See  the  kind  shepherd,  Jesus,  stands 
Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive 
Sinneri  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown 


127 


THE  praises  of  my  tongue    . 
The  soul  untaught  is  dark  as  night 
Teacher,  guide  of  young  beginners     , 
This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  halh  made    • 
iThis  is  the  day  when  Christ  arose 
Thus  far  we're  spar'd  again  to  meet 
.vThe  clock  has  struck,  I  cannot  stay 
This  year  is  hastpning  away 
Thine  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days    . 
That  awful  hour  wiH  soon  appear 
There  is  a  God  that  reigns  above 
Thy  voice,  great  God  1  has  c^U'd  away 
This  is  the  field,  the  world  below 
There  is  beyond  the  sky 
To  God  tlie  Father,  God  the  Son 
This  is  a  precious  book  indeed 

u 

UP  to  thy  throne  I'll  lift  my  eyes 
Untliinking  moilals.  ye  must  die 


128  INDEX. 

W 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies.  O  my  God    .       .       .  «3 

'Whene'er  I  take  my  walks  abroad        .       .       .SO 

yWhen  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray       ...  55 

When  to  the  house  of  God  we  go           .        .       .  C7 

We've  pass'd  another  Sabbath  day    ...  76 

When,  O  my  Saviour,  when  shall  I      ...  78 

When  all  my  follies  I  recount     ....  86 

While  through  another  rolling  year       .        .       .  88 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will     ...  99 
When  shall  a  guilty  child  retire    .       •       .       .103 

We  offer.  Lord,  an  humble  prayer     .        .        .  145 

Why  should  I  say 'tis  yet  too  soon       .        .       .  154 

Why  should  I  join  with  those  in  play       .       .  153 

When  little  Samuel  woke 100 


YOUNG  children  once  to  Jesus  came      .       .       143 
Ye  angels  round  the  throne         .       .      .       .174 


